In the early hours of the morning on a small Thai island, I find myself straddling a man named Kom.
This is outside of lockdown, of course, and our hands are gripped together, our eyes locked: we’re so close I can make out individual beads of sweat on his brow. We have literally just met, but are hoping to be perfect partners…
‘Ready?’ Kom asks. I gulp, nod and brace myself – then he launches me energetically up into the air. My body hovers above him as I balance on his hands and feet, doing my best Superman impression.
For a moment, I’m flying, with a giddy grin on my face. Then I lose my form – a plank is a tough core workout on the ground, let alone in the air – and topple back down, spluttering with laughter.
This is my…
