Those of you who know me, will know I've regularly said I could never run a marathon (& have never wanted to), which begs the question, why am I doing the London Marathon? I'll confess, I don't know the answer to this myself; I think I was swept up in the excitement last year and crazily decided to challenge myself! I'm still questioning that decision on a daily basis and am absolutely terrified about the prospect of actually managing to get around the course...On a serious note though, I always knew if I ever did something like this, it would be to raise much needed money for a charity close to us both physically (Mount Edgcumbe is less than 1/4 mile away!) and emotionally. Our very close friend Jason Bragg, who lost his fight against cancer at the age of 28, spent his final days here and the support they gave him, his family and friends was incredible. Watching the 6 Nations match with beers and food, with his closest mates 2 days before he died was only possible because the staff at the hospice went above and beyond. I sincerely pray that we don't need their services, but the sad reality is that cancer affects so many people, and charities that help to make an awful time even a tiny bit more bearable, deserve our support. The bravery, strength and determination Jason showed when fighting cancer is going to motivate me to keep putting one foot in front of the other (literally!). I will also be holding those family members and friends who have faced cancer diagnoses tightly in my mind as I train and hopefully complete the London Marathon. It is also on my beloved grandpa Pa's birthday, which I feel is a good omen; hopefully him and Gar will be looking down on me 🙏🏼.