My dad passed away last year from cancer. The very same cancer that took my Gran away 6 years earlier. He asked my sisters, brother and I before he passed away to take part in this event to help give those living with the disease that very important thing that has no price called TIME. I'd love to have my dad still here with us to be able to make more memories, get his calming words and advice when things aren't going to plan and to see my little Thea and Henry grow a bit more but that can't be the case....however, with the advances in medicine and funding behind it, maybe it can be, for someone else.

If I am honest I am terrified of this half marathon in September but in the time I have been working towards it, it's given me time when running to think about my dad and how much he has given me in life. It's a bit like therapy. 

I'm not fast and I'm most likely to be at the back of the race but please sponsor me whatever you can.