Warm up after your race in a hot tub
“I’m sorry madam, we have no more Prosecco left.” It is always interesting to get a window into the lives of elite international athletes. This is not one of those occasions. It is 7.30am and I am on a flight to Tallinn, Estonia, to take part in a winter swimming competition. My teammates have already decimated the Ryanair drinks trolley. Two bottles of Prosecco and a can of cider might not be the usual recommended breakfast before competing in a swimming competition, but everyone seems to be enjoying themselves.