Some people like to face their problems head-on. Others prefer to run from them. I've always preferred to run "at" them.
It's my greatest pleasure to be able to participate in the 2020 Brighton Marathon on behalf of Cancer Research UK.
In the past year, alone, I have had close friends taken far too soon. The unfortunate truth, is that there will be more. However, in knowing this, we can become stronger to do whatever is within our power to help increase the preventability of Cancer. This stems from funding for consistent testing to catch signs early, research into possible cures, as well as funding for improved living conditions and treatments for those who have been diagnosed.
Every. Little. Bit. Helps.
I've never met anyone who hasn't been touched by Cancer in some way. This is our great modern medical fight. I remember being young and asking parents and teachers: "Is cancer new? Did it suddenly appear? When? You never seem to read about figures in history having died from Cancer." To which the response was often: "Well, before the modern era, it was far more common to die from other circumstances, that it was not as present".
There's some interesting poetry there, in that Cancer is both the gift and curse of our modern era. We have fended off so much medical adversity through generations and generations, and yet now, we still have a formidable, yet not invincible foe. This is our modern medical war. We are here to fight in any way we can. With fists, with funds, and for me...with feet.