Picking up the tennis racket

Picking up the tennis racket

I did it for the first time in 24 years. I picked up the tennis racket and showed up to my fear. The memory that haunted me since I was 16. The day I realised that I was being observed and that the people in the stadium would notice if I made a mistake. From that...
Breathe through your fears

Breathe through your fears

Early this morning I swam in the icy cold Camps Bay waters again for the first time since lockdown 5. I still remember the last time I was at that Tidal pool. I wanted to go and swim for “old time sake” before we were prohibited to go onto the beaches again. But that...

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