Today is Time to Talk Day and World Cancer Day, which is slightly ironic considering my Dad’s death from Cancer is what unlocked a lot of mental health problems for me. My Dad was training for his first sprint triathlon, ran most days before work and was the fittest person I knew. He was diagnosed […]Read More
I openly discuss different forms of my grief, mainly losing my wonderful Dad to cancer when I was a teenager.
There is nothing worse than empty chairs around the Christmas table; reminders of your grief and those you’ve loved and lost. This year, our christmases look very different than normal, as we abide by the COVID-19 restrictions which means that many of us can only be one household. This is only going to add to […]Read More
Grief, unfortunately, is an inevitable part of life. It’s one of those processes that you don’t want to go through, but everyone will. A misconception about loss is that you go through grief and then move forward until grief touches your life again. The reality is that once grief touches your life it stays with […]Read More
I watched Grey’s Anatomy during lockdown and when George’s Dad dies, Christina comes to find him and says: “There’s a club. A dead Dad’s club. And you can’t be in it till you’re in it. You can try to understand, you can sympathize. But until you feel that loss…” you don’t know how it feels. […]Read More
So what happened to that run I’ve been talking about? Well, last Sunday I was stood in the pouring rain in a metal pen waiting for my first half marathon to start. I’d had a pre-race snack, a pocket full of jelly babies and a brighter poncho than my future. Five minutes passed, ten minutes […]Read More
In just over a week’s time I will be running my first half marathon, the Perkins Great Eastern Run in memory of my Dad for Sue Ryder Thorpe Hall Hospice. I briefly spoke on BBC Radio Cambridgeshire about why I’m running the half with two other fantastic runners doing the Great Eastern this year. With […]Read More
I thought I’d explain why I’m running a half marathon as if you know me you’ll know that I was not a born runner. In fact I have never been that much of a runner. I was the girl who got out of cross country at school as I’d prefer to make the teachers a […]Read More