I lost my Mum to brain cancer in February of this year. As time goes on I only miss her more, because there are so many good things that have happened to me this year that I wish I could tell her about. She never got to meet my partner who has been my rock, my biggest supporter, and is just an all round WONDERFUL person. He is also largely responsible for me getting into running in the first place.

So how did I get here? Well after a good long while of thinking my partner was nuts for doing so much running it started with me going along to support at park runs and meeting some of his friends. Between being inspired by how supportive the running community is and some gentle bugging from many of them I finally decided I would just try it. I got my running shoes on and went with my partner to the local park. I dramatically reclined on a bench in less than one mile! But I tried again, and again and started going to park runs as well. I have done a few 5k races now and after a frustrating recovery from a little stumble ouch injury I am delighted to be a part of the sub 30 club. So naturally the next step is to take on a 10k right? I was persuaded by promises of penguins and polar bears and a pretty medal to sign up, and for a good cause too! 

Training begins! I appreciate any and all support!