Do you ever wish you could celebrate yourself the way kids do at every single achievement - big or small?! I was at the hairdressers this week and one of the women in the shop saw her son do something that obviously warranted celebration because she kept repeating this phrase with incredible enthusiasm: 'Clap for yourself. Clap for yourself!' When was the last time you clapped for yourself like this?
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'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 →