In Oxford, cyclists are everywhere. But you're really not an Oxfordian until you are hit by a car whilst cycling that is either a white van in actuality, or full of children late for school...
Curse you, Chanel!
(I never look like this.) Riddle me this: Why on earth am I only attracted to frames which, on average, start at a price level of ridiculous? It's always been this way, ever since I could go and purchase my own glasses. Never do the cheap frames fit me, oh no, it's always Chanel or... Continue Reading →
My Race with Oxontime.
For those of you who love to beat the bus, here's my harrowing story of me v. Oxontime.
Run Commuting for Training
So you've started run commuting and decided to use it as a tool to train for a half or full marathon. Just like any training plan you have to, of course, plan. Here's some tips to get you started.
Beyond the Ring Road
Growing up in was shopping in places with escalators, now, it's the ring road. Oh, how my vision of the world has expanded...
Welcome back to running, Idiot Cristin
After a month of resting an ankle injury and a 2 mile increase in commute, I have returned to running in a blazing display of sore crankiness!
Contimplating
Okay, so I'm thinking about changing my LinkedIn profile to reflect my value at work. Specifically, the value that states my presence keeps people alive...
Oxford is turning me into a hippy.
Oxford is turning me into a compost recycle local produce hippy. And I'm happy about this. I've gone round the bend!
Exercise is awesome
Free verse on exercise. Yay, I'm pooped.
PLEASE! TAKE MY MONEY!
Weird thing I have now encountered in England twice - attempting to give businesses large sums of money results in being turned away. WTF?
Orange Squeaky 
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