The most-liked, most-read features on D for Dalrymple are invariably those in which I humiliate myself.

You bastards.

Watch this, laugh at me, then give me some money. Please. This is probably the closest to a paywall as I’ll ever get.

On my last training run, I had to stop three times: twice to drink from the mixer taps in a public toilet, and once to take my top off behind a tree because it was just. So. Hot.

My 10K Race For Life is this Sunday in Hyde Park.

Hold me.

Then sponsor me.