Change of plan.

My sister, who is still in so much pain after the death of her daughter, has decided that she will run the GNR after all. She was fundraising for Leukaemia research, and her daughter was so excited that her mum was running for her that she couldn’t not run.

She isn’t half as fit as I am – her pace of ten-minutes-per-mile will take over two hours to complete the course, and with rain forecast for the afternoon I’m thinking seriously of carrying an umbrella. But who cares?

Mum & Dad will see us off from the start and meet us at the finish; my brother-in-law will be there with their other daughter; and we’ll run together.