November 3, 2015
Thank you all so much for reading this blog. And also the kind comments and messages I have received. I never imagined it would get such a good response and it’s been very humbling. I’m still waiting for that call from ‘Loose Women.’ I don’t want this blog to be gloomy so before I talk about more cancer related things I thought I would do a very short post about someone that has become a huge part of my life this year. His name is Archie, and he is a French Bull Dog. I’m now one of those really annoying ‘dog people’ that always post pictures of their dog, but that’s better than what I’m having for dinner! I’ve always wanted a dog but I have always been too busy, until now! Since I’m unable to train at the moment, which drives myself and everyone else around me up the wall, going for daily walks with him is the closest I get to any form of exercise. He is the perfect companion, never minds taking the blame for someone else’s fart, super chilled and puts a smile on everyone’s face. So here is to my new best mate and furry fart machine, Archie! Continue Reading
October 23, 2015
Olympic lifting has always been the bread and butter of my conditioning. At college I was lucky enough to have an ex England rugby prop and Olympic weightlifter coach me. We started off with wooden broom sticks instead of the much heavier barbell and naturally progressed. Always drilling technique, technique, technique. He was old school and it worked. Having scabby shins, red thighs and callused hands has always been the norm and proud signs of a lifter. Continue Reading
October 23, 2015
This will be about the year building up to diagnosis and my symptoms. I’m going to try and set the scene a little so bear with me! At the end of 2013 I decided to take a break from rugby and step down from the responsibilities of captaincy for the first time since I first learned how to run holding a ball……..just a week earlier. I lost my hunger for the game and needed a break. I have always played as many sports as possible although rugby took up the majority of my time and it has always been such a huge aspect of my life, my identity and my therapy! Its a religion. Continue Reading
