Alice walks 1000 miles in 2021

I am going to walk 1000 miles in 2021. This is my year to get fitter and raise some money while I do it. I will be supporting cancer research in memory of Ali who had lung cancer. Ali and I met in 2004 and we fitted together with his calm and gentle personality and me being slightly crazy. We spent every weekend together till a year later we moved to London together. He worked in banking and moving to London really made his career working in trade support, which he loved and thrived in. We got married and then along came a kidney bean size surprise, who is now a 11 year old very similar to his dad. Ali was a very happy and healthy person. We had a wonderful full life. We traveled lots and had some of the best friends we could ask for. Oscar was 2 years old at the time of diagnosis and we had spent 6 months trying for another baby. Ali had a very bad cough and after a Christmas in France where he was quite ill (not just a excuse to hide from the in-laws in bed all week), he came home and checked in with his epilepsy specialist who told him to pop and see his friend who deals with chest problems. 2 weeks later he had 6.5 liters of fluid drained off his right lung and went to have some biopsy's and scans done. On that fateful day when we went to get his drain removed we had a meeting with Dr Spicer, I don't think either of us really took in any of what we were being told. Ali had a Adenocarcinoma of the lung and it was very aggressive. We were told that he had between 6 months if unlucky and 5 years if every treatment worked. Going through this time was the hardest thing I have ever experienced and I wouldn't wish it on anyone. It was a huge shock to us when he got diagnosed, we always tried to be so positive thinking that we would get through this and it would just be a bad couple of months. Ali went through many different forms of chemo and some experimental ones. The effects on him were to start with ok, but progressively got worse. Throughout all treatment, extra random lumps appearing, sickness and the pain he was always positive that he would get through this. Sadly none of them helped and his cancer raged on. I don't think that there was ever a time that either of us really believed that he wouldn't get through this, even during the last week when he was just so unwell. Only 9 months after diagnosis the night Ali passed away came. I am doing this to honor what a wonderful man he was. No person should have to go through the pain and illness that comes with cancer and its treatment. Someone in the UK loses their life to cancer every 3 minutes – we are determined to change that. With your fundraising support, you will help us get closer to our ambition of increasing survival to 3 in 4 by 2034.