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In which I talk at length on the many and varied reasons why I am categorically Not A Runner; I explain why you really don't want Jamie as a passenger in your car; I share probably the blog's greatest achievement to date; my dad receives a somewhat startling reward for the completion of a half marathon; I discover that it's impossible to run without sounding like a phone sex pest; I share the world's worst hangover cure and muse on whether there's anyone left in the world who hasn't yet tried Couch to 5k; my friend and I terrorise both an AA man and an old lady; my Race For Life experience does not go entirely to plan; I break my parkrun vomiting PB; and I share my most mortifying running moment of all.