It’s finally time for me to run the London Marathon.

When I was a wee girl, my dad took me and my brother to watch it. I remember being so inspired that I said, “One day, when I’m big, I’m going to do this.”

Well… I’m big now. And I’m doing it.

I feel incredibly lucky to have a ballot place and the opportunity to run with Team McKeown for Macmillan Cancer Support.

I started training on 1st July 2025 with a herniated disc, nerve pain down into my foot, and the cardio fitness of a sloth. I could run for one minute and walk for two. I honestly can’t believe that, over nine months, that turned into 20-mile runs.

Training has thrown everything at me—blizzards, blazing sun, wind, hail, and torrential rain (sometimes all in one run). And now race day looks like it’s going to be 20 degrees… so I’ll probably melt.

Wish me luck—and to everyone else running, I hope you have the best day.

Jamie’s coming down to support me—which might actually be the tougher job!