With the world still tripping over the hurdles of COVID, and largely enthralled with the results of the US presidential election, I thought it would be an apt moment to write about greyhounds. Because, well, greyhounds. I can never remember a time in my life when there wasn’t a dog around. My first memory of … More An Ode to Odi
Given the personal tragedy behind the lyrics, it’s a piss-poor co-opting of a song title to start a blog post, but I suspect Billie Joe won’t mind (and hey, we bought Foreverly with yourself and Norah, so hey-ho… swings and roundabouts and all that). Anyway, the point, if indeed there was a point, is that … More When September Ends
IN WHICH A TEMPO RUN TURNS INTO A RUN-LIKE-HELL RUN, WE DISCUSS THE FASCINATING DIFFERENCES BETWEEN MILES AND KILOMETRES*, AND HOLLY SAYS… WELL, WHAT SHE ALWAYS SAYS… When you’re in a six-days a week programme, life becomes a bit of a blur. If you’re not checking the weather to see when’s good to run, you’re … More Week Four
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