Daniel Sfita

Daniel SfitaSep 18, 2026

My bike got stolen from my basement on Monday evening. What made it worse was that I’d thought the basement was a safe place to keep it. When I asked about the cameras, I found out there was no footage, and the response from the kollegium was essentially that they weren’t responsible. We all keep belongings down there, assuming they’re reasonably safe. But when something disappears, it feels like you’re on your own. Naturally, I got very upset… and built an n8n workflow to look for it. I really loved that bike. And since I was going to spend my evenings scrolling through second-hand listings anyway, I figured I could automate some of the searching. Every two hours, it checks resale platforms such as DBA, Kleinanzeigen, Blocket.se, Marktplaats.nl, eBay.de, OLX.pl, Skelbiu.li for bikes that might be mine. Claude then compares the listing photos with photos of my bike, looking at the frame, colours, brakes and other details. If something looks close enough, I get a message on Slack. Now it’s a matter of waiting. I have no idea whether my bike will even turn up on either platform, but at least I’ve got something keeping an eye out. In the meantime, if you spot a black Trek Domane 4.5 Disc from 2016 with red accents for sale, especially around Copenhagen, please give me a shout. Would much rather be riding it than building a workflow to find it.

Daniel SfitaSep 21, 2026

Last Saturday, I ran the 5K at the World Road Running Championships in Copenhagen. 🏃‍♂️ The timing? One day after our office summer party. Not exactly the ideal preparation for a personal best. 😂 I hadn't run in a while, so I wasn't expecting much. The plan was just to show up, have fun, and hopefully survive the 5 kilometres. But somehow, I ended up running my fastest 5K ever! ⏱️ 25:45 minutes, with an average pace of 5:10 min/km. It was hard. Really hard. But the atmosphere made such a difference. People were reading the names on our bibs and shouting them as we ran past. Having complete strangers cheer you on by name gives you that little extra push when your legs are telling you to stop. Such a fun experience, and a good reminder that sometimes you just have to show up and see what happens. Even if you had your office summer party the night before. 🍻 PS: I didn't have any safety pins for my race bib, so I ended up tying it to my pants using the drawstrings. Not exactly professional athlete material, but it did the job.

Daniel SfitaSep 10, 2026

I recently visited Paris and the Palace of Versailles. I was standing in one of the royal bedrooms, looking at the bed and the ridiculous amount of gold everywhere, when I overheard a guide talking to another group. He said the beds were raised so high to keep rats, dogs and other animals off them while people slept. And that they slept semi-upright. I wasn’t on his tour, but he had my full attention at that point. I don’t know how much of that explanation holds up historically, but it immediately changed how I looked at the room. A minute earlier, I was admiring all the decorations. Now I was looking at the distance between the floor and the mattress, wondering whether a rat would consider that much of an obstacle. The whole place is spectacular. You could spend hours looking at the details. But I did leave that bedroom feeling surprisingly good about my own bed.