January 5th 2019, in my 50th year, I weigh 16st 7lb and would struggle to walk one mile. How did I get here? The pub is more welcoming than the gym, a take-away more appetising than a healthy dinner. I can’t make the time, am too busy, want to be the life and soul, drink the most, stay out the longest......only victims will be my lovely family.

Finally.....I see sense, let’s start with a small effort, self discipline and regular exercise. I want to enjoy what i’ve built and want to live forever! A chance these poor kids don’t have.

Sunday 24th March, target 15st, and to complete the 13 miles. Time doesn’t matter......hopefully we’ll have plenty now x