How You Can Find Yourself By Losing Yourself

“What the fuck is wrong with you?” The words burnt into me. This was one of those moments – later, I’d look back and wish I’d said something different. Something smart, witty, stood up for myself. Something that I could later recount to friends as a “boom!” moment, whilst Aretha Franklin’s Respect played in the… Continue reading How You Can Find Yourself By Losing Yourself

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An open letter to Fitness Blender

Dear Fitness Blender (aka Daniel and Kelli), The world taught me that calories were the enemy. Sport was only reserved for those who had a natural flair. My school teachers implied that if you weren’t destined for the Olympics, you shouldn’t bother exercising. These inaccurate beliefs, which were presented from an early age, persisted throughout my… Continue reading An open letter to Fitness Blender


Why we’re not as good as we think we are

When I was 7 years old, I had a best friend called Rosa. We both started a new primary school at the same time and quickly became inseparable. She was from the USA, and taught me about the integral holiday of Halloween. Her poor mother had to pin thousands of balloons on each of us to… Continue reading Why we’re not as good as we think we are

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Bungee jumping in Uganda, Africa

Most people scream when they jump. But I failed to even gasp for air. Water, rushing water: the only sound I remember clearly. The river was eager and inviting; keen to welcome another victim. It had met thousands before. My feet were tied tightly together with thick cord, as I stumbled towards the edge. Looking… Continue reading Bungee jumping in Uganda, Africa