I decided to enter the ballot for the Great North Run in honour of my Nan. Of course, along with the other 10 million people that enter, I didn’t think I would secure a place first time around, but sure enough the acceptance email landed in my inbox a few months later and I couldn’t believe it.
Without fail my Nan, who lived in Newcastle, would head out every year would head into town to watch the runners go by before having her afternoon coffee and toasted tea cake. Thus, I couldn’t think of a better thing to do in her honour.
Throughout training for this event, I have been experiencing chest pains; shortness of breath and dizziness when running. I put this all down to being a shit wannabe runner who was just out of shape, however turns out I need to slow down!
I continued training under the guidelines I had been given, but after my final long run the other day I experienced symptoms for just over 8 hours. Lord only knows how I’d feel after running another 5k.
After speaking to my parents, I decided to defer my place till 2018. Although I am gutted I will not be running this year I am also relieved as I know that I will not be causing myself any injuries! All of this has also turned out to be a blessing in disguise as somehow, I’ve managed to persuade my Dad to run next year alongside me.
My Dad ran the Great North Run years ago and vowed never to run it again because he absolutely hated it. But, I’ve managed to persuade him to give it another go to raise money for Great Ormond Street Hospital as my little Brother is currently under a 3-year treatment programme for Cancer.
I am excited to be able to support my family take on this challenge and look forward to my Daddy-Daughter training sessions!