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I’ve been reading a very unusual book about sport, a classic really, called The Inner Game of Tennis, written by Tim Gallwey and published in 1974. I picked it up at a free bookstore in Holland. Two tennis players had recommended it to me as one of the few good books on tennis out there. Read more…

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Is it possible to for a professional sports team to put character before external success? I visited Saracens rugby club to find out. It can still feel weird discussing having had depression and anxiety to strangers in public talks. Although I’m fairly used to exposing myself these days (as it were), there are still occasions Read more…

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My city hosts the Olympics today, and I feel a bit anxious – like when you hear guests buzzing on the door bell, the house is a mess, and you’ve just had a raging argument with your wife. Well, I am very proud to be British, and proud to be a Londoner. I hope the Read more…

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Three years ago, I wrote that gyms were the new churches, in which we exorcise (or exercise) our sins, by inflicting ‘punishing’ work-out schedules on our weak flesh, via the Inquisition-like instruments of the weights-room. I noted how my local gym – called Virgin Fitness appropriately – now had a ‘mind, body and spirit’ room Read more…

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