12 years ago I watched my Dad and a few other incredible people run the London Marathon for Scoliosis research. The event brought me to tears, I was so proud of my wonderful Dad. I was yet to have my second surgery at the time and the idea of running at all was impossible to comprehend let alone slog around 26 miles. I remember thinking the man with multiple rods and screws and springs in his spine was a complete and utter hero for managing it. 12 years later, another surgery, a couple of half marathons and 100s of hours of yoga, and I'm not 100% but I can begin to comprehend it.

I want to do this for every other scoli out there wondering if they'll ever be able to do the thing they want to. There is hope, there is proof and there is so much support for you all x

I'm so excited to take the inspiration my Dad gave me and take it all the way to the finish line in my incredible home city of London.