A Open Letter to The Men in White Vans, who Beep or Shout at Me Whilst I am Out Running,

A Open Letter to The Men in White Vans, who Beep or Shout at Me Whilst I am Out Running, To all the men in white vans who shout or beep their horns at me when I am out running, please stop trying to give me running advice. I know as amateur sports coaches you can’t … More A Open Letter to The Men in White Vans, who Beep or Shout at Me Whilst I am Out Running,

My Marathon

On Sunday, I ran (NAY, JOGGED) my first marathon. I was very particular about where my first marathon took place. I wanted to run in a town with copius amounts of artizan bread and balmy sea air, which had seen the birth of one or more British youth subcultures, and housed a coffee shop run by Peter Andre. But which … More My Marathon