One summer my daughter can win Wimbledon and I - the London marathon in my age group
There is discomfort in announcing your dreams or goals. You’re supposed to stay silent and humble, work hard and then celebrate your wins as they happen; when you win you tell the journalists how you’ve dreamed of this moment; how hard you’ve worked for it.
But hey — away with superstitions and fears. On with the show. On with the dreams. What do I stand to lose? In the worst case, a decade later I might look at this story and think how silly and naive I was. So what.