We were offered a Bradford 10k flyer by a small child after finishing the Woodhouse Moor parkrun in early Jan. High on just about managing to stay alive having slowly jogged around a park, we took it ... and didn't even throw it in the bin.

Note from Craig H: Epilepsy's fucking horrible.

Mine's - fingers crossed - been entirely under control for over two years now and yet it's still been a terrifying, life changing ordeal. I can't imagine what life's like for those who suffer regular seizures and endure the associated fear and stigma.

Let's really stick it to this particularly nasty condition by getting knackered, sweaty and ugly on the streets of Bradford without a single drop of alcohol ❤️