Do I want you to hold my hand?

It is funny how life experience changes us. During my marriage I was made to feel like I couldn't do or achieve anything without having P hold my hand. I now see that for what it was: him holding me back for fear that I would gain confidence and leave. For about a year after... Continue Reading →

Racing Tits! #Boobday

Racing is a term I use loosely in regards to my running. I've always enjoyed events, but since getting back into running at the beginning of the year I have been drawn to trail events. Last weekend saw me tick off three more tors for my Tits Out Tor Bagging challenge, and I picked up a... Continue Reading →

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