“Is that an athletics club, Ealing Eagles?” He’s talking to me, this young athletic looking man. So he had been trying to make eye contact with me before. I’m on the Tube in my club kit, trying to read my book. Usually on the Tube if you think someone's trying to catch your eye, they … Continue reading Still Got It
When I was in primary school, a teacher of mine tried to put me forward to run a hurdles race at a county schools championship. I wouldn’t let him. Although I really enjoyed the hurdles and wasn’t bad at it (I was tall for my age and the hurdles were quite low!), the idea of … Continue reading One Track Mind
I always hated sports day at school. As far as I remember it, we never actually did any running or athletics training during PE lessons beyond some half hearted javelin flinging. So when our form tutors went round every year to demand that we sign up to run around the grass track on the school … Continue reading Burning Up the Track
