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It’s The Final Countdown


Well it is two days to the marathon and the nerves are really setting in. Whilst this past months training has been extremely disappointing I am still looking forward to getting out there on Sunday and completing the distance, no matter what!
I have been referred to the Physio and after our first consultation she has said that the cartilage surrounding the floating ribs is inflamed and that the two are rubbing together which is causing the pain. She is hopeful that it will burn itself out eventually and that I can continue to train without causing further damage. I do however need to concentrate on keeping myself healthy as the coughing is exacerbating the pain and stopping it from healing. So hopefully with a bit of rest and recuperation after the marathon I will be ready for my next race.
As well as this blog, I was asked by Dementia UK to write a Guest Blog for their website about why I was doing this challenge. I got to write about my Grandma and her experience with dementia and how it affected me and my family. Please follow the link below to read the article:

https://www.dementiauk.org/running-300km-for-dementia-uk/

A massive thank you to all my supporters from the last week. I am now 40% of the way to my target which is a great place to be at this point in the challenge. I would love to get close to 50% of the way by the time I finish the marathon though! Thank you to:
Laura Doyle, Emma Jessup, Daniel Ryan, Lisa Lane, Trevor Francis, Val Storey, Marina Elstob, Stephen Pattinson and my Anonymous Donor!

If you haven’t donated yet and would like to then please visit my fundraising page at:

https://uk.virginmoneygiving.com/HelenFrancis10

Thank you for all the support. I’ll see you on the other side!



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