Running 100k for Mental Health

Nope, this is not my grand return to blogging I’m sorry to say. Buuut, this felt too important, and topical, to not put a brief post up about it. So here goes, I’m oiling the rusty cogs and remembering what it’s like to create a post again all in the name of raising a lil bit of money…

This month I am going to run 100 kilometres for a mental health charity. Yep, one hundred. And I’m fundraising for it. If that’s all you need to hear and you would like to contribute (thank you thank you thank you) then please head on over to my JustGiving page.

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Why and How I’ve Started Running

“I can’t do it, I can’t do it, I can’t-”

“You can.”

It was week four into the running challenge my mum had convinced me to follow with her, although I’m sure this particular dialogue could’ve been plucked out of any week so far, and I felt like I was going to choke on carbon dioxide. Or like I was going to collapse. Or die. Or possibly all three at once.

A revelation I’ve had since starting this running thing, aside from the fact that I seem to be a dramatic runner who catastrophises everything, is that I should’ve done this sooner. I haven’t left it ridiculously late in life to start, and I know many people take up running when they’ve had a lot more birthdays than me, but the thought does tend to linger in my head as I sweat it out on the seafront.

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