Motivate. Inspire. Transform. An Olympic Journey.
“People with PTSD have their floodgates wide open. Lacking a filter, they are on constant sensory overload. In order to cope, they try to shut themselves down and develop tunnel vision and hyper-focus. If they can’t shut down naturally, they may enlist drugs or alcohol to block out the world. The tragedy is that the... Continue Reading →
“But there have been people who have said yes [to life and the responsibility within it] despite all difficulties. And when the inmates in the Buchenwald concentration camp sang in their song, ‘We still want to say yes to life’, they did not only sing about it, but also achieved it many times - they... Continue Reading →
My school visit to Weydon School, Surrey will undoubtedly be my last one for a while. It's a shame to write that, but until we stem the spread of this COVID19 coronavirus, there's a new normal. Anyway, it was a fun day of mental and physical exertion. We started with a workshop discussing the talent... Continue Reading →
Reflection of my first indoor competition in Karlsruhe following some timely Readwise quotes from my favourite book, The Alchemist and a popular GCSE read, A Christmas Carol!
Hey! So I thought I’d have plenty of time over the two-weeks + stay in the Middle East to write up this blog. What a myth! I believed the blog would be a positive distraction, a pleasant activity to relieve the boredom. This couldn’t be further from the truth. I wasn’t bored. I didn’t need... Continue Reading →
I am the UK's number one long jumper! That feels AMAZING to say right now. And I have a NEW PB! This year has been such a dream. I know some of you have been waiting on updates. (Thank you for your email prompts. It's nice to know I'm actually writing for somebody, and not... Continue Reading →
It's been a while. I had nothing to say before, but now I think I do. Back in a Team GB & NI vest for the third time this year, I can't believe the complete u-turn my athletics career has taken over the past 12 months. For an update, check out past posts. But I'm... Continue Reading →
I'm back. Three years on, I'm back in Phoenix, Arizona. I left this place believing I'd retired from the sport I dearly love and enjoy. I left here with a broken heart (dramatic, I know but so true). Because when I left I'd just ruptured my Achilles tendon and was heading home for surgery and... Continue Reading →
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