My Story

At 27 years of age during the Easter of 2008, I began feeling unwell, after wolfing down a large chocolate egg, I went to my GP to find out I had Type 1 Diabetes. At the time, I thought it was good news...finally I knew why I'd been feeling so unwell and now I could start feeling better. Little did I realise the struggles ahead. For the first 5 years, I struggled on in denial hiding the real battle I was losing. It was then, in 2013, that Diabetes hit me with a real sucker punch. My beautiful 7 year old daughter was diagnosed with exactly the same condition as me. 😢💔

I'm not ashamed to admit I cried floods that night. I didn't feel the same elation I'd felt on my diagnosis because by now I'd realised...you don't cure Diabetes, you manage it and live with it for the rest of your life. Every run, every meal, every illness, every hypo, every single day. Now I knew her life was going to be just as miserable as mine had and it broke my heart. 💔

Fast forward 9 years on and the NHS have shown my daughter and myself just how wrong I'd been, with so much amazing technology and medicine out there, we had the resources to help us live as normal a life as is possible.

I'm now getting ready, at the grand old age of 40 to undertake the biggest challenge I've given myself since being diagnosed.

I've chosen this charity as it does exactly what it says on the tin...Diabetes Research which has been so vital to not only my daughter and myself, but 400,000 Type 1 diabetics in the UK, with around 29,000 of those being children.

I've witnessed first hand during the 13 or so years of having diabetes the advances in technology, medicine and education and they've been unbelievable. I'd love to, even if only in a small way, give something back...and I would be overwhelmingly grateful if you could sponsor me. Any contribution would mean the world to me.

Thanks again, now the hard work begins...#londonmarathon2023