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Why we do the things we do
Running, parenting – all for love I have a marathon next month in Canberra, the capital city of Australia with a population of about one-tenth of Sydney – perfect for holding a 42.2km race without the...
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When I think about you, I kick myself
“So, we meet again Mr Jogging Dad. How are we this time around?” He said in an annoyingly nonchalant tone. “Fuck off, I’m in no mood for this shit right now” I replied. Crushed by Him, again “I must...
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Breaking badly
Something didn’t feel quite right. In fact, something felt downright wrong. No shit?! The sickening saliva started to moist the inside of my mouth – the type that usually precedes a full on projectile...
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Cramping my style
The only time a man ‘moons’ without trying to be funny! It has been four days of deep soul-searching, a humbling exercise precipitated by an extremely disappointing marathon performance last Sunday....
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A swansong race on the Gold Coast
Is there a better place than this to run a marathon? Whenever school holiday times come around, one of two things happen every week night in our household. Either my wife and I do paper, rock, scissors...
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