Mirror mirror on the wall who is the maddest runner of them all?

So before all this lock down madness at a physio appointment which feels like aeons ago now, the physio asked me to run on a treadmill. Little did I know at the time that Dad snuck up behind me like Daniel Craig as James Bond (he wishes) and grabbed this wonderful footage of my backsideContinue reading “Mirror mirror on the wall who is the maddest runner of them all?”

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