We’ve got cancer on the run in our house, literally.
Last Sunday the boss and her running buddy sprang around the five-kilometre Race for Life course at Lancaster University like a pair of gazelles.
They were joined by hundreds of you ladies who braved the blistering heat to raise thousands and thousands for Cancer Research UK.
Me and daughter #1 waved them off, stood around for a bit, bought an ice cream, bought two pink plastic flowers from a lady copper who was selling them on behalf of the charity, patted some dogs and then waited for them at the finish line.
We didn’t have to wait long. Up until last year the boss had always walked the course. Then about 18 months ago something clicked in her brain and she took up running. At least three times a week she’s pounding the streets and now she’s half the woman she used to be – in the nicest possible way.
A by-product of this regime is a new-found sparkle in her eye and enough energy to teach a reception class full of 30 four and five-year-olds from September to July without keeling over or suffering a nervous breakdown.
Tough day at work? Go for a run. Good day at work? Go for a run. Raining? It’ll keep me cool. Go for a run.
And for the price of a good pair of running shoes, some Lycra pants and a vest top (oh, and a four-mile jog three times a week) she’s got the body of a 20-year-old – although she’ll be pretty disappointed when the 20-year-old asks for it back.
Not to be outdone, yours truly’s Great North Run training has started for real. The first week of the 10-week regime has been and gone in a blur of four (very slow) three and four-mile runs around the streets of south Lancaster.
The glorious summer sunshine we’ve been enjoying over the past two weeks has been great, unless you have to run in it.
Now I know how Paula Radcliffe felt during her marathon faux pas – although unlike Paula I didn’t feel the need to do my business in the street and end up on the ‘Before the Bench’ page in this paper.
Anyway, it would be a shame to do all this training without raising some much-needed cash for a good cause. So I’m running for Macmillan Cancer Support.