My name is Rachel. Mother of 4. Wife to Mr F. Friend to cheese and gin. I’m 39 years old and somehow have got myself into a right old pickle which means I have to run the London marathon this year. The age 39 thing is probably a factor in this. I think as I was approaching the start of my final thirty-something year in 2016 I must have had a mini midlife “oh-bollocks-there’s-a-shit-load-of-things-I-must-do-before-I-am-40” crisis. Now what I should have done was recognised it as being just a phase, and as one ought to do with such moments of madness I should have let it pass. But I didn’t.
After spending my 20s living in London, and usually pub crawling along the route on marathon day/watching it on TV, I’ve often been known to utter the phrase "I'll give that a go one year"....... then promptly forgotten the idea. Anyway, with my “oh crap I’m going to be 40” mindset in full control I only went and blooming well committed my trainers to running the 26.2 miles route.
I am very scared! and it certainly feels like the most daunting challenge I've ever taken on, but I am determined to do it as I want to raise funds for Acorns Children's Hospice who provide care for babies, children and young people with life limiting or life threatening conditions. They have supported people we know, and as a mum of 4 it scares the crap out of me to think what it must be like for families who have to go through such experiences. I want to do the best I can.
Aha nice intro fellow blogger! Well done :) x
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