2 years ago my son asked me to do something to stop boys sleeping on the streets of Kampala. ‘No-one deserves to go to sleep afraid they will get run over’. I ran a 5k mud run and survived. 

I made a promise that if I could I’d do a 10K next time.... well  here goes and this time I’ve signed my hubby up too!!! 

I still hate fitness, I think I might die each time I run, I’m rubbish at weight lifting & I still love cake and chocolate way too much but one thing I know ... these boys need our help and if putting myself through crazy challenges like this, makes someone donate some cash, then I’m in. 

My only obstacle is me! 💪🏻