The manta ray I missed…

This morning’s dive was magnificent – we swam a good long way against the current before coming to a cleaning station teeming with fish. Big, small, every size, so many colours, just incredible. We hooked ourselves in so we didn’t have to worry about drifting and just watched for half an hour as the ocean…

Diving diaries: You can’t have it all, so now want

FOMO – an all too familiar feeling… whether for the trivial things (when to leave that dinner party) or the larger (balancing family and work or picking one). But I realised something funny whilst diving today. I was on my third dive of four for the day, and craning my neck left and right, up…

Table tennis tales: Instinct and adaptation

Learning to lean in to instinct as a route to adaptation at the TT table.

Be less ambitious!

Everyone said ambition is a good idea. High standards- "aim for the sun and even if you miss, you'll land amongst the stars and so on". But I catapult myself into orbit and just as quickly, find myself splatting back to Earth. Ouch! I'm always signing up to a new MOOC (the latest ones are…

Table tennis tales – Sun Tzu plays ping-pong

A year or so ago, I was leant "The Art of War" by a new friend. It had been on my "to read" pile for years, but I only got around to it at his vociferous recommendation. When I first read it, some parts resonated, but I mostly found myself wondering why everything was set…