How The Death Of My Parents Made Me Fall In Love With Running

How The Death Of My Parents Made Me Fall In Love With Running

I caught a train across the Sydney Harbour Bridge, early one morning in 2013, to run a half marathon. It was chilly, SepĀ­tember, and the sky was still a murky gray opal. The carriage buzzed with runners talking the usual nonsense: carb loading, perfect splits, personal bests. Runners can be very annoying en masse.

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