It was a feeling of mounting panic. The area just below the heart felt like hardening concrete and all my limbs felt heavy. My mind was racing off into many directions and refused all efforts of reining in. Nothing felt right… This was the onset of my anxiety attack. Life serves up moments. Like the…(Read More)
It felt like hours – but it was probably only 10 minutes. I was strapped down and the air was getting stuffy. I could see the world moving about through the tiny circular window beside me. But I was stuck where I was – going nowhere. Finally the pilot’s announcement put me out of my…(Read More)
Fairness and justice is pure fiction. Every few weeks, I take up the role of ‘commissaire’ on a Sunday club race. My job is to ensure that the racing is fair and safe. And this tends to result in my hearing of complaints post-race about rider behaviour. And I am supposed to keep scores…(Read More)