EVERYONE’S STORY IS DIFFERENT THIS IS Mine
When I first started running, it was back in 2011. No, I lie…when I really think about it, my very first stint at running was in 2009 when my neighbour Flick Christmass convinced me to join her relay team for the Perth Marathon. The problem was, Flick had done a tonne of triathlons before we’d met, so she was already full throttle with this running thing. I, on the other hand, had never come across a more stupid idea in my life, but I said yes – there’s absolutely no recollection in my brain whatsoever as to why I said yes, but there you go. There must’ve been an offer of a chocolate bar or vodka cruiser or something is my guess. I was already a gym member down at…
