For those that have completed the Great North Run they will know how great it is when the runners and crowd start chanting … ‘Oggy Oggy Oggy, Oi Oi Oi’ brings a smile to my face just thinking about it.
I am not a runner, definitely not built for it I like my food to much. Before diagnosis I would never have dreamed of completing a half marathon. I felt like cancer gave me the perfect excuse if I failed it was because of the lasting effects of the cancer.
I have completed the run three times 2013 for Cancer Research UK, 2014 for Macmillan and 2016 for Marie Curie.
Then came the pandemic so I did the Great North Solo Run for St Oswald’s Hospice in 2020 but ended up with an injury so my daughter helped clock up some of the miles.
I was never going to break any records but I did make it to the finish line each time. The first year I had told Gary and the kids where to meet me at the end. Obviously he ignored me and did his own think. I was sat in the charity tent wondering where they’d gone and he was checking all the trainers in the passing stretchers !!!
The following year I was feeling a bit grim at the end and Gary insisted that I drank a cup of sweet tea, I never have sugar in my tea. Dutifully I drank the tea and then was promptly sick just as a child from the school I worked at walked past … ‘Hi Mrs Kenyon’ … never a dull moment.
