Running. What’s the Point? 

Let's face it. As far as running is concerned, I don't amount to much. Fatally holed below the waterline by a lack of natural talent. Slowed by having the build not of a wiry, skelfy, sinewy running machine, but of a farmers son. Frequently outpaced by Rolo, a large, lumbering Labrador, who in dog years... Continue Reading →

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