My Story
I'm racing for 2 very important people. On the 16th August 1977 my Mum lost her hard fought battle against breast cancer, she left behind 3 Children, I was 7, my sister was 12 and my brother was 14..she also left behind an extremely happy marriage to a man who loved her immensely....my Dad. I have very little true memory of my Mum because I was so young but my amazing Dad and my brother and sister have always ensured that I knew her as well as they did. So I will race through mud in her honour. But I will also race through mud for my Dad who reunited with Mum on the 4th April this year after 42 years apart. My Dad didn't die of cancer, my Dad never had cancer...but he HAS fought cancer, he fought it to ensure that his children had as normal and happy childhood as possible.....and he won.
