This year, despite all its challenges, changes, and unexpected turns, has been my most successful when it comes to fitness. We’d booked multiple races from runs, to swims, to first triathlons which were all, without fail, cancelled. But the extra time at home and the lack of commute meant I was determined not to lose … More My First Triathlon
A year after I wrote about my first experience of outdoor swimming, I’m here writing about another swim which has been challenging for different reasons. After enjoying one swim race last summer (and nearly getting hypothermia on another in November…) I wanted another goal, something to really strive for. In January I signed up to … More Pushing Through
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
This year I’ve spent a large proportion of my Spring and Summer climbing down at Swanage – I got stuck into a 7a (Peppercorn Rate), enjoyed the picturesque walk-in, and of course regularly stopped at the Square & Compass for a well-earned drink. But recently I’ve returned to Portland. After the havoc the January storms … More Embracing An Extended Summer
As a theatre type I’ve been acquainted with the pause for a long time. The works of Harold Pinter are testament to the way a desperately intense 10 seconds of silence can make or break a performance. A hesitation between two “I love yous” can mean anything from an overwhelming sense of ecstasy to a … More The Power of the Pause
So, the first follow-up to The Journey Begins, and it’s a slightly frustrating one. On the 10th February 2013, my back went into spasm just four months after getting into rowing. It was a huge blow as I’d found a sport (aside from climbing) that I absolutely adored and was passionate to get involved in, … More Anniversary of Injury – and Injury #2
As I reflected two years ago, I started climbing when I was ten or eleven years old, and became swiftly hooked. A weekly kids’ club at a local wall meant that after 6 years of casual climbing, I was at a 7a indoor top rope level, and after college, in the summer before university, I … More The Journey Begins
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
Tiffany Chevis 