I’ve been waiting for a day like today. A day where I’ve wanted to nap straight after a marathon and cosy up on a sofa at the track’s facilities.
Today, was tough. Like many places in the UK, snow has decided to appear again. I’m bloody fed up with it. I don’t like the cold. It really doesn’t help when it comes to moving the wheelchair. It doesn’t help as well with how long I can be in the wheelchair for.
My body is now becoming tired. I noticed the decline over the last few days and even yesterday, despite having a good day, my body started to have a bit of wear and tear.
I’m trying to stay positive, but it’s proving difficult. The mental battle has kicked in.
Yes, I’ve wanted to quit.
Yes, I’ve wanted to call it a day.
But, I haven’t.
This isn’t comfortable, but neither is Crohns Disease. This isn’t just about me. It’s about my sister.
As every day passes, I think about the daily achievement of finishing a marathon. My hands have been freezing. I’ve been consuming more sugar to keep my energy levels up. I’ve felt more lonely despite having people like Adrian run alongside me.
Doing this day in day out causes problems. I do doubt myself at times. Other times I know I can battle passed it.
We need to remember I’m not used to this. I had never taken on a marathon before this challenge and definitely haven’t done one in a wheelchair.
I still have 13 marathons to go, but I know I can do this. My body might be deteriorating, but I’m still turning up and finishing every day.
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