When I push myself too far again and have to learn that lesson all over again, it’s a bit of a slap in the face. An epic, necessary, loving slap though.
I want to tell you about the week I returned from Barcelona – it was dramatic. So much so, I didn’t tell you about it when it happened – in a way, I’m still processing some stuff. I got back from Barcelona exhausted yet satisfied. I had a nice time with my mum, managed not …