For those of you who don’t know, in April I ran the London Marathon!! I’m chuckling to myself as I write this as I imagine anyone who can still be bothered to read my blog will undoubtably already know this. I have been harping on about it for rather a long time! I can’t actually quite believe it now, even two months later. It’s strange when something that has been a lifelong ambition suddenly becomes ‘something I did once’. It went from a crazy unattainable dream to, well, it can’t be that hard if I did it!! Funny how our minds like to exaggerate and/or trivialise things (or is that just my mind?!). There is some truth to the ‘If I can do it, anyone can’ statement I suppose, serious health conditions aside, if I can run 26.2 miles, then I imagine most people can. I’m not an amazing runner and I’m not in peak physical condition. I’m not even particularly enthusiastic about running, it takes a lot of mental back-and-forths, complaining and making excuses before I manage to...
A blog about life during and after breast cancer treatment, dealing with grief and trying to find my new normal.