I grew up in a family where playing sport was as natural as learning to walk. As the third child of six, it was just accepted that I would be good at sports, and though I was small, I could run fast and as my mom told me – great gifts come in small parcels – look at a diamond (Mum loved diamonds).
As I got older, I realised I’m no longer able to run after that ball, but I’ve recently started swimming in the sea, and I’ve rediscovered an appreciation for my body and it’s ability to adapt. My body is my armour, and I need to spend time and effort looking after it. I might never win the Olympics, but when I’m swimming in the sea, I feel like anything is possible.