Run, rest, recover, repeat.

There is a slightly irrational part of me that clings to the notion that fitness is a cumulative process, irrespective of periods of rest or injury. I want to believe that somehow our fitness levels go on hold during these stretches of inactivity; that they are suspended while our bones heal and our ligaments and [...]

The sport of spectating

It seems strange to be writing about a British institution while in Manhattan, but stay with me on this and I promise it will come together. On the Saturday before I came out to the US I opted for a quintessentially English day with a trip to Wimbledon. It was Ladies' Finals Day so my [...]

There’s no ‘i’ in ‘team’

After this morning's pre-work swim session and with the smell of chlorine fresh on my skin I'm feeling rather nostalgic for my university water polo days today. I have a sneaking suspicion that this nostalgia may also have something to do with the rather wonderful wedding of one of my polo teammates at the weekend, [...]