If you know me well, you'll be wondering why and, more to the point, how am I ever going to do this?! (I’m still not entirely sure of the “how” to be fair, but I’m giving it a damn good go!) It’s safe to say exercise and I are not friends, in fact we’re not even vague associates….. I am terrified to complete Tough Mudder, I am nowhere near fit enough and I will likely make a tremendous fool of myself in my attempt!
When this event was first suggested, my response straight off was "No. I can't do that", but then I thought about it and I realised how lucky I am to be able to have that choice - to choose whether or not to face the Tough Mudder challenge. I think of all the people in my life who've been faced with Cancer. Cancer didn't give them a choice.
Too many of my grandparents, aunts, uncles, cousins, friends, colleagues, friends of friends and my own Dad, have faced that Cancer challenge with no choice. Last year we lost Furri, after a horrifically short battle and having just celebrated his 40th birthday, it was a horrendous reminder of the cruelty of this disease. It's often said but Furri really was the life and soul and he lived his short life to the fullest, sadly Cancer stopped him in his tracks and he's missed every day.
Cancer has been a bitch this last year to so many of the people I love and quite frankly I've had enough! Enough of being sad and enough of accepting.
So, I make my choice - to be part of the solution, to raise funds for Cancer Research UK with my colleagues and do what I can to help one day find a cure for this hideous disease.
Thank you for any support you can give.