When I found out I was pregnant, I was training for a half marathon. I was also swimming regularly, about five times a week, sometimes with a club. I hadn’t been that fit in years; maybe I had never been that fit. I certainly remember thinking…
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When I was younger I used to fantasize about having a button I could press that would pause the world around me while I caught my breath, had a nap…
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Last Saturday, the first almost-warm day of the year, I went for a run along the river, into town, through the park – a four mile loop in perfect, breezy, sunny conditions.
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About a year and a half ago I wrote something that I’m really not proud of, for a reason I’m even less proud of: for money.
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A few months ago I started swimming in the morning. I used to think I hated swimming in the morning. I thought: I’m not a morning person.
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To love someone is to put yourself in their place, we say, which is to put yourself in their story, or figure out how…
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“All I’ve got to put in a song is my own experience,” Leonard Cohen once said, speaking about the process of songwriting. But as a listener…
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Last week, I arrived in California after a year-long absence. It was hot in England and I felt a little bad to leave it behind just as summer was blooming…
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For almost two years now, I’ve been making a dress. I bought the pattern and a roll of fabric on holiday in Wales, but I didn’t have a sewing machine…
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I grew up with a view of the ocean. When I was little my father used to take me out in the evenings, past the breakers, into deeper water; it was quiet and soothing.
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