The day she told me she had AIDS

I’ll never forget the day she told me she had AIDS. We’d only just met, and were still in that butterflies-in-the-tummy phase, the one where every possible moment is spent clinging desperately to one another as twin tsunamis of passion and obsession tear through your entire world. Then she said she had something to tell me. Something serious. Something important. The […]

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Archived post: Running with Rage

The pavement vanished under foot, trees and fields blew past me in a hazy blur, passers-by, fellow joggers, dog walkers, curious onlookers were left to eat my dust. [Note: This is an archived post taken from One Small Step, a running blog I wrote during my training for the 2012 Virgin London Marathon.] I was running. […]

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Archived post: On my knees…

It probably goes without saying that if you’re planning to run a marathon, it helps to have legs that are at least in some kind of working order. [Note: This is an archived post from One Small Step, a running blog I kept during my training for the 2012 Virgin London Marathon] Unfortunately, mine never have […]

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