Some people are natural runners, they truly are born to run. You see them loping along the side of the road and over the hills, they seem to glide and pace like Legolas the elf. I’m not one of them. I was born to swim. As a little girl I used to spread my fingers and toes wide convincing myself that I had webbed extremities, like the frogs we used to catch in the farm dam, like an otter that ducks and plays and comes out sleek and smiling.
Image: Training in Sri Lanka while on Freediving expedition