I loved watching the Olympics this summer, and thought I’d read it all. Every day I would read the newspaper websites which shed light on the personal stories behind the victories and medals. The British cyclist who’d beaten a cancer scare to claim gold, the American gymnast who’d been fostered as a child and was dealing with racist tweets by refusing to place her hand on her heart during the American anthem, and the British diver who’d nearly died from an illness but had fought back to be match fitness.
Well somehow I missed this story. A South African long jumper who just three years ago was a crystal meth addict, and who’d overcome the addiction and with the help of an Irish coach had managed to win a Silver medal at the Rio Olympics.