For 3 years now, I’ve been saying my one regret in life is trying rowing when I was at university. I fell in love with the sport, became super fit, and thrived on the competition that drove me to the gym or the water 6 days a week. My heartache comes from the fact that … More My Only Regret
Let me preface this blog post with a word of acknowledgement. I know my injuries (if I can really call them that) are not life threatening, permanent, or drastically altering in any way. I am not belittling nor exaggerating either my own experiences or those of people who have suffered far more than me. But … More Another Year On
Until late last year, I wouldn’t have considered myself to be a sportsperson. In fact, climbing was the only physical activity I did willingly – all other forms of exercise I wouldn’t touch with a bargepole. Not for lack of fitness, but due to a basic inability to run, kick, jump. Then I discovered rowing. … More Headgame – Battling Injury
No, this isn’t about destroying diversion signs on our (currently frozen) roads. It’s about those mental roadblocks that stop you from achieving your potential, and can leave you feeling empty and unfulfilled. More specifically, it’s about those roadblocks that stop you physically, from adventurous pursuits that require a keen mind and a body that can … More Breaking Down Roadblocks
So, I’ve taken up a new sport. Whilst still maintaining my love and enthusiasm for climbing, over the summer I decided I’d like to try something more team-orientated. I’m awful at ball sports – having slightly odd knees and hips, running doesn’t suit me well and my foot-eye coordination leaves a lot to be desired. … More The Art of Rowing
Tiffany Chevis 