Upon completing my final university exam and becoming a qualified Architect, I bid farewell to looking at screens on the weekend and was seeking a new challenge to infuse some movement and joy back into my life. I was never an avid runner before entering the London Marathon ballot and eventually receiving confirmation that I had gained a place in the 2024 line-up. Watching the race the year before, I wanted to be a part of the challenge, to accomplish something exceptional, and push my body and mind outside of my comfort zone. The allure of participating in one of Britain’s biggest events coupled with having the opportunity to raise money for a really meaningful charity was hugely motivational and encouraging.
Training for the London Marathon had its highs and lows. Physically, having injuries and illness made me question whether it was all possible and mentally thinking about undertaking a three-hour run on what would likely be a cold, grey April Sunday morning was not an enticing thought.
My brain would tell me all the reasons why not to go and train; it would be monotonous, difficult, draining and it would hurt. But once I had stepped out the front door, treated myself to several biscuits on the way as an incentive for motivation, almost every time I really enjoyed myself. I returned after each training session tired, but so proud of my achievement and how much my body and mind were able to overcome.