Category: Running
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Raynaud’s Syndrome is really sexy
When I was sixteen, I lived in Cambridge and cycled 10 miles to college every single day. Being a teenage raver, I didn’t wear very many clothes, and favoured Stargazer UV fluorescent nail polish. I couldn’t afford the bus, as I spent all my pocket money on hustling my way into night clubs, so I…
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Rhalelujah Write this Run
After an intense Christmas and freezing cold New Year, things are seriously hotting up in Rhal-land. 2012 turned out to be a tricky year, so towards the end of it I was feeling fed up. Relocating to the wilderness 400 miles away from friends and family with no reliable income, no transport and no idea…
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The early adopter
After showing the World Wide Web my bare naked bottom, I’m not sure I can top my last blog. I admit I was being deliberately facetious. I am well aware my nudist utopian vision of the future was slightly fanciful. Apart from breast and testicle support issues, which would seriously hinder recreational sporting activities, the…
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Rhalou’s naked ramble
There’s been a lot of talk on Twitter lately about Page 3. I’ve seen various posts by (articulate and very lovely) women, many of whom are good friends of mine, campaigning for the removal of Page 3 from The Sun newspaper, on the grounds that it objectifies women. They’ve made some very good points, and…
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Verily badass
I’ve been an impoverished magazine journalist for the best part of a decade. Despite working for a variety of magazines, the most valuable lesson I ever learned about writing actually came from my beloved grandmother Verily Anderson. Not the sprinter, the other granny, whose name I have tattooed across my back to remind me to…