I managed to get to 9 miles… but it still wasn’t enough. I said in my last blog that I’d been injured, and that I had until the end of January to decide whether I would defer London or go ahead. Well, the end of January came, and I was still stuck. I was struggling... Continue Reading →
Why I Started Motivated to Run: The Good, the Bad, and the Ugly Runs
If you’d told me back in 2013 that I’d one day run marathons, I’d have laughed. Back then, I was over three stone overweight and desperate to make a change. I started running to lose weight — no big plans, no fancy gear, just me, a pair of trainers, and a determination to do something... Continue Reading →
