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Half Marathon Success

Slightly red faced after the Hampton Court Half Marathon

This morning I had the pleasure of getting up at 5:30am and travelling to Hampton Court  for my first half marathon of the challenge. It was absolutely freezing when we arrived but by the time the race started the sun had come out and it was perfect running conditions. Despite arriving only thirty minutes before the gun went off and navigating my way through the insanely long lines for the toilets, I was ready to go at 8:30 am and start my run around the Thames Ditton area accompanied by a slightly wheezy Batman and a gentleman who loudly shouted encouragement to himself when things got tough! The first half of the race was fairly sedate but I managed to push through the second half and storm down the finish coming in at 2:03:32 which was over ten minutes faster than my current PB. Woo hoo! It only got better when I looked into my goody bag and discovered a Tunnocks Caramel Wafer! That made all the pain worth it. The hour and a half journey did nothing to ease the stiffness and I am now relaxing in a Mickey Mouse onesie with a well deserved glass of wine. Cheers!

If you are able to support me on this journey then please visit my fundraising page and donate:
https://uk.virginmoneygiving.com/HelenFrancis10

And if you would like to know a little bit more about the charity I am fundraising for then please visit:
https://www.dementiauk.org/

A big shout out to my sponsors from this week who are edging me so close to being a quarter of the way to my target. Thank you to Katie O’Brien, Kate Stewart, Tracie Pickett and Lea Walker. Your support is very much appreciated!

KM Complete: 46
KM To Go: 154







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