Long, long ago, in the year 2000, fuelled on a diet of school dinners and bowls of Crunchy Nut Cornflakes, I ran Sheffield half marathon in 1 hour 45 minutes and 55 seconds.
This Sunday, nearly 20 years on, fuelled on a diet of Pret sandwiches and minesweeping my kids’ leftovers, I will be attempting to match this time in the Great North Run, in aid of Cancer Research.
What 19 years and two instances of childbirth giveth in perspective on physical suffering and occasional desire to run as fast as you can away from your current location, they also taketh away in time to actually go running, general sprightliness and pelvic floor integrity.
I don’t know if i’m going to manage to beat my 17 year old self, so please give me a really good reason to try my hardest, by sponsoring me to raise money for Cancer Research UK, and helping them to beat cancer, once and for all.
Come for the embarrassing teenage photo, donate for the life saving research.