One mile, 1.6km, 1600m, 64 lengths

So today I swam a mile for the first in years. A typical swim for me at the moment is bobbing about with the children, more bathtime than exercise. But today I pushed it and I did it. And guess what instead of posting on Facebook and Instagram and high fiving everyone on my way…

A love letter to my body

I’m as guilty as anyone of taking my body for granted. I don’t particularly hate it but I often don’t love it either. I don’t look after it very well. Today I want to spend a bit of time with my body, appreciating it. To my feet… You are quite nice. You carry me wherever…

Imposter Syndrome

The whole problem with the world is that fools and fanatics are always so certain of themselves, and wiser people so full of doubts.

Bertrand Russell