The Joy of Running Danishly

Why being picked last for team sports shouldn't slow any of us down; Viking parenting in The Happiness Lab; plus WIN tickets to the Feel Good Festival

This weekend I did something I haven’t done in fifteen years: I ran a race.

Not metaphorically - not a frantic jog to school drop-off (though also, that). Not even a casual trot to catch a train (plenty of this, too, lately). I mean an actual race. With a bib number. And a timing chip. And a whiff of Deep Heat in the air.

This is no small feat for someone…