Life at 26 (.2 miles)

Can anyone even remember a time I wasn’t talking about running?!

The crisis in quarter life

Another Tinder bio that says, “How many sausages can you fit in your mouth at once?”

We get it, you run

“She’s uploaded another fucking run, again”

Dry Insta-Jan

Instead of giving up something either edible, of monetary value or looking for a decent bloke that can handle me (something that seems to take care of itself) I’ve decided to go cold turkey with Instagram