Tuesday, April 08, 2014
Runner's Blog 1 :- A challenge accepted...
It is one of life's biggest mysteries to me; how some people don't get a fair crack of the whip, and others who should be strung up by their balls, covered in honey and left dangling in the woods, seem to go on and on and on...This is the bit where I suppose "faith" comes in, but unfortunately I have a fairly short supply of the particular commodity.
What I do know, was that Shaun Denney was one of the good ones. Loyal friend, loving uncle, No1 brother and son to his family. Zoologist, enviromentalist, guitar geek and all round good guy. A man loved by all who met him who deserved more than 42 years the he got before this terrible disease robbed first of his dignity and then his life. Despite everything he went through in his 14 odd years battling the brain tumour; through cheomotheraphy, hair loss (although let's be fair, that one was relative ;-), treatments leaving him addled and confused, the one thing it NEVER took away was his spirit. Right to the end, although stuck in a hospice bed, he came up with ways to challenge and frustrate his family and friends in equal measure - I mean, who in Cornwall would even have heard of Gypsy Tart? I hope when my time comes I have the spirit to be an awkward bugger right to the end, and squeeze every last drop I can out of life.
To honour a life short but well lived, I've agreed to run the British 10K on July 13th with my goddaughter, and Shaun's favourite niece (I know that for a FACT!) Caitlin Morris in order to raise funds towards The Brain Tumour Charity, an organisation that helped Shaun a lot over the years. We've set a target of £500, but I know we can can do better than that with all your support. Think about the fun of it; a fat old bloke and a beautiful young dancer trying to make it around some of the most iconic landmarks of the capital, all without either their dodgy knees or wonky backs giving out. Actually we could run a book on how far in the first one of us conks out...
Some of you may feel I being a bit disingenuous regarding my running, as I run 10K in the gym 2 or three times a week, but that's relatively easy. There's no other runners to avoid for a start; or kerbs, potholes, drains, manhole covers or fallen rivals. to say nothing of the fact that running on the road is like permanently running up hill compared to a treadmill, even the downhill bits. And as amazing as it seems, especially to me, the last road race I did was back in 2005! So there is a lot of training to do.
We hope to do Shaun proud and help other people struck by this terrible disease. I will blog regularly regarding our progress, or lack of it, and hope you enjoy and appreciate our endeavours enough to maybe give a couple of quid to help others.
Must dash now as the gym is beckoning - the hard yards start here!
What I do know, was that Shaun Denney was one of the good ones. Loyal friend, loving uncle, No1 brother and son to his family. Zoologist, enviromentalist, guitar geek and all round good guy. A man loved by all who met him who deserved more than 42 years the he got before this terrible disease robbed first of his dignity and then his life. Despite everything he went through in his 14 odd years battling the brain tumour; through cheomotheraphy, hair loss (although let's be fair, that one was relative ;-), treatments leaving him addled and confused, the one thing it NEVER took away was his spirit. Right to the end, although stuck in a hospice bed, he came up with ways to challenge and frustrate his family and friends in equal measure - I mean, who in Cornwall would even have heard of Gypsy Tart? I hope when my time comes I have the spirit to be an awkward bugger right to the end, and squeeze every last drop I can out of life.
To honour a life short but well lived, I've agreed to run the British 10K on July 13th with my goddaughter, and Shaun's favourite niece (I know that for a FACT!) Caitlin Morris in order to raise funds towards The Brain Tumour Charity, an organisation that helped Shaun a lot over the years. We've set a target of £500, but I know we can can do better than that with all your support. Think about the fun of it; a fat old bloke and a beautiful young dancer trying to make it around some of the most iconic landmarks of the capital, all without either their dodgy knees or wonky backs giving out. Actually we could run a book on how far in the first one of us conks out...
Some of you may feel I being a bit disingenuous regarding my running, as I run 10K in the gym 2 or three times a week, but that's relatively easy. There's no other runners to avoid for a start; or kerbs, potholes, drains, manhole covers or fallen rivals. to say nothing of the fact that running on the road is like permanently running up hill compared to a treadmill, even the downhill bits. And as amazing as it seems, especially to me, the last road race I did was back in 2005! So there is a lot of training to do.
We hope to do Shaun proud and help other people struck by this terrible disease. I will blog regularly regarding our progress, or lack of it, and hope you enjoy and appreciate our endeavours enough to maybe give a couple of quid to help others.
Must dash now as the gym is beckoning - the hard yards start here!
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