The end of the road
Apr 29, 2021
3 minutes
FOR FOUR YEARS, RUNNING has been my obsession. I have bored my friends and family half to death about it, and foisted it on the readers of The Critic, who have never done me any harm and surely deserved better treatment. I would wake up five times a week, and think my most urgent task of the day was to complete a run before breakfast.
On Sundays, I would disappear for two or three hours for long
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