Month +31: Plague Vol. 2

Month +31: Plague Vol. 2 A second bout of the plague has set me back somewhat, but I won't be perturbed, London is 7 weeks away and I will be ready...

Month +30: January Resolve

We all know the feeling. the long nights and soggy weather stretch ahead of us endlessly, and we're feeling blue. But I'm grateful for where I am right now. Happiness isn't for people who need it, it's for people who want it.

Month +29: Crimbo Limbo

I'm really not sure what to make of 2022. It's been an odd one. One moment it was 40 degrees in England, and the next they were playing Sir Cliff in Marks and Spencer and selling Christmas themed party dips. Now we have arrived in Crimbo Limbo (that strange time between Christmas and New Year … Continue reading Month +29: Crimbo Limbo →

Month +26: Patience

Earlier this month I had to make a tough decision. It was something I didn't want to do and something I was afraid of doing. I was scared of letting myself, my club, and everyone I knew down. But deep down I knew it had to be done. I bowed to my fate and withdrew … Continue reading Month +26: Patience →

Month +25: Training & Priorities

My blog is late this month, recognition perhaps that sometimes our routines (as comfortable as they are) have to make way for other priorities.

Month +19: Rebel Happiness

It's all to easy to make poor choices about how we use our time. Do something you really want to this year, rather than rescheduling and postponing your joy.

Month +8: Why I Run?

Month +8: People sometimes ask me why I run. I always ask them why they don’t?

Week +9: Goodbye Stent (and Dignity)

Week +9: Goodbye Stent (and Dignity). This blog is very much intended to be a source of information for potential transplant patients, as well as friends and family and everyone who is interested in the kidney failure/transplant journey.

Fundraising Grand Total

My Just Giving page has closed at a grand total of £3,201.32 inc. gift aid!

Youth is Wasted on the Young

I Never thought it would come to this. I knew that my illness was progressive, and that it would get worse before it got better, but that eventuality always seemed like a long, long way off. It was easy to put it out of my mind and make believe that all was well. But lately … Continue reading Youth is Wasted on the Young →