Despite the rain - and there was a lot of it - me and a few hundred others (maybe more) turned up in Winchester for the Race for Life; and it was amazing. My wonderful husband and kids got kitted out in full wet weather gear to be able to cheer me along. I ran all but 2 mins and finished (with a sprint) in 34 minutes 23 seconds (a PB by almost 2 mins). When the going got tough I made a mantra in my head of all my wonderful friends and families who have battled cancer, including all of you guys here - so thank you for your tremendous support, even if you didn't know you were giving it. As I sprinted to the finish line over it I felt a huge sense of emotion, a sense of achievement and satisfaction for many reasons.
So this afternoon I've enjoyed a very lazy afternoon on the sofa because during this next week I have a tremendous amount to get done before my operation on the 21st. In between work and family things I've squeezed in a few things for myself including a night out with my friends.
Yet this afternoon reality has also hit, in a large way as to why I chose to run the Race for Life. My nan hasn't been well over the last few weeks, and following initial blood tests there are anomalies which would indicate cancer maybe of the cervix, bowel or bladder (not sure if that meant one or combination). But even she says at 85yrs there's always something wrong with you! I love her dearly and she knows we'll be there with her every step of the way whichever way that battle will go. We'll know more when she's had further tests later this week.
