Category: Fitness

Musings on Swimming

As a kid going swimming meant hopping in the car, driving to the local indoor swim center in my British hometown with my dad and sister. My mother usually stayed home on those Sundays to cook the Sunday roast beef…

Just Doing What I Do…

Last Saturday I had several people come up to me and thank me for what I do. I didn’t know what to say. I do what I do because I love what I do. That’s it. I’m uncomfortable when people…