In 2012 I completed my first marathon which just happened to be The London Marathon, I dedicated this to the brother I lost and even had his name on my shirt so for me was very personal. His spirit dragged me over the line even after I fell and twisted my ankle at mile 6... Ouch!
My first Windsor Triathlon (Olympic distance), huge event, massive crowds, family and loved ones in the crowd cheering me on. Massive panic attack in the water as the race started but pushed through and swam like a champ, smooth and fast on the bike and completely smashed my run, WOW, I want more of this!!! My love and passion has always been running and initially I was just going through the motions on the swim and bike so I could get to the run but slowly as I got better and trained harder I found myself looking forward to the bike and on the odd occasion even the swimming.
Then, after 2 years of hard training and being kicked, screamed at and pushed by Toni my coach I finally managed to cross the line at the Ironman Copenhagen 2019 crying like a baby, I had finally done it, a challenge that only lived in my dreams and there I was I could finally say “I am an IronMan”. An epic feeling that will live with me forever.