My Story
Cancer - it's a word that no one wants to have to face but chances are we all know (or know of) someone who has been affected by it. Just before Christmas 2011, our Dad was told he had a small tumour on his urethra. A few weeks later, during surgery to have it removed, he had a heart attack. Dad was on life support for one week before he passed away. Similar to many following the death of a loved one, I turned to running as a means to combat the overwhelming sadness. It didn’t fix things, but it helped. Like my small contribution to cancer research – it is isn’t going to cure cancer, but it’ll help. Thanks for stopping by. If you can, please donate a couple of quid. Love, Ciara p.s: this will be my first half marathon so I need your support more than the average runner!
