I think now, about a terrible list of terrible tropes. It won’t take me long to pick the ones I wish to write about. “Whatever is meant to be, will be.” “What is fated for you, is what will happen.” “Let destiny run its course, and all will be well.” …

Allow me to reflect on a time some weeks ago. In that moment I was running away from a Portuguese sunset. Behind me was an orange sky and all the demons of an arduous day. A long day of athletic memories. A four kilometre swim and one-hundred-eighty kilometres on the…

On a quiet night recently, I assembled the ingredients for a Sri Lankan curry. I pulled a knife from the drawer and a chopping board from the pantry. I gathered my cauliflower, my spices, my monkfish. And then I began a ritual. Music, please! Headphones on. Apron on. Noise begins…

In fiction there are stories about people who walk through grave yards. They’ll be on their own or with a companion. They’ll look at the weathered tombstones and the moss-ridden mausoleums and ask themselves: What’s left when a person dies? Is it the memories of that person and what they…

This morning I did what I always do on Monday mornings. I woke up with sore legs. I made my porridge. I stretched. And then my Monday morning changed. The news. My eyes were drawn to the moving image of an American C17 Transport. It was attempting to taxi on…

July 31st, 2021 Today was so very green, and then eventually the day ended and the sky turned pink. It was a bright pink. Like fluorescent coral. And while the light lingered, I cast my eyes west. The sun was sinking with quiet beauty. The Atlantic, swallowing her whole, surrounded…

Let me tell you about friendship. To become friends, there’s a sort of accidental or incidental bonding. Like tying a shoelace and knotting it. You know what I mean, don’t you? You’ve experienced it. And then the friendship takes shape and it’s so unique. And it grows and changes with…

Do you ever tremble when you have an existential realisation? For instance, that a step backwards after making a wrong turn, is actually a step in the right direction? Or that we are who we are, and changing that isn’t easy? Whether you’ve had to take a moment there to…

I was thinking the other day, that in the past year there were only a few rare Saturdays in which I woke up and didn’t head out to train. It’s the usual routine for me that I do. Waking with the sun and the birds, I make for the bike…