At school, my teacher once described me as being ‘a bit of a vegetable’, sport wasn’t my thing. Not to say I was sedentary, I enjoyed sport, but was more a relaxed golfer than a competitive future olympian. Never the fastest, never the biggest and never the most skilful sport was something that was more to be endured than enjoyed. But with time and maturity, the days of forced sporting conscription passed into memory and I began to develop a love of sport in and of itself, this blog describes where I am with my relationship with sporting activity, with all the ups and downs that a long term, emotional relationship creates, enjoy!
For my sister blog, on more pensive and distinctly unsporty issues please take a look at ThinkingGingerBlog