My Story
1 year ago I started a weight-loss journey, which has seen me run and cycle away 20kg of body-fat. Im finally in the happiest place and best shape of my life. In 2012 my grandfather Brian Barber lost his battle with cancer. Losing your hero leaves feelings of fragility and vulnerability. In the years that followed I developed an unhealthy relationship with food and drank to cover up my anxieties. My grandad was 82 when he died. He had lived a full and happy life with my wonderful grandmother. But Its not the way he’d have wanted to go, He’d probably prefer doing what he loved; riding one of his lovingly restored vintage motorcycles. Watching him in pain and completely unravelling in a hospital bed was devastating for me and my family. You see; cancer doesn’t just affect the sufferer, but all who loves that person. I don’t expect everyone reading this to donate but after making a healthy change to my own lifestyle, I hope to use that positivity to run in memory of my grandfather, to do the right thing and maybe inspire others on healing their own wounds.
