1/2 a lifetime. That’s how long I’ve been freediving for, and also the time between two of the most portentous dreams I’ve had. Preparing for a dive: image by Daan Verhoeven at VB 2025 In early 2003, when I was learning to freedive in Utila, Honduras, I had one of those dreams that are so vivid and compelling that you know it’s more than just your unconscious mind doodling on the pillow. My oldest childhood friend appeared and told me repeatedly, ‘Stand in your dream,

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There’s a story that I’ve been waiting for the right moment to tell, in part because I knew its telling would be arduous. One doesn’t...

A lazy Freediver I’m not an endurance athlete. I’ve never run more than 10km or surface-swum more than 4km. As a teenager I cycled a...