On the slow walk home from Pilates on Monday, I heard the sound of an eagerly driven car dropping down a gear. Porsche. Looked round and there was a familiar site. Raised a hand to wave, only to hear another gear dropped and the very rewarding howl of the current Mrs Stocks 911 being caned as it went past, driven by Pete, driving like he does in that leany forwards position and a silly grin, the look of a man on a mission! Duly entertained, I text him when I got home..."is that all you've got?"

And so to Scott. Scott throws Javelin. Watch out for him at London Paralympics in 2012. A future world record holder in the making. A day down in Surrey with Scott. This is what we do, make stuff and tinker, or fettle with Prosthetic parts as my good colleagues and myself are demonstrating here. To watch Scott is something of a revelation. He wears a full prosthesis, yet his throwing style is so natural. We are trying to see if we can help him with his equipment so he can focus on his technique. We have until September when this all needs to be sorted out. Ever watched someone throw a Javelin and think you could do that. Yes, me too. We went home with achy shoulders. My throw was rubbish. It went literally just over there...just there. Getting invloved like this makes you appreciate the level of commitment and passion 'real' sporty people have. This is their life. It means everything to them. More than a hobby or something that lets them eat cake. Actually, I don't think he eats cake...can't imagine that!

On the upside, I did find a few new little routes up there and hope to put those to good use very soon. Variety is everything.
A good day of sport and feeling very alive.