I completed the Clarendon Way Marathon on Sunday – so that’s marathon 43 ticked off. It was hard work, but on a lovely day and in beautiful scenery. I was delighted to have my running pal Jane (pictured here on the left) along for company.
It made the miles – all 27.7 of them – go much easier. Yes, we took a wrong turning whilst chatting! But to be fair, a car was parked in front of the direction arrow.
I wasn’t on top form with a bad back, then left knee joint playing up, and mental focus was pretty patchy at times too.
It all combined to see us cross the line in a non-record chasing time of six hours, but hey the important thing is we finished.
The few days before and since have been spent dealing with the headache, hurdles and bureaucracy that searching for and trying to place a relative in a care home are fraught with.
My dad is classed as having challenging behaviour, which makes an already difficult process all the more complicated. After many raised hopes and false starts, we seem currently back to square one with nothing resolved. It’s very disappointing. And so hard to see dad becoming ever more needy and requiring of specialist 24 hour nursing care, but not being able to secure it.
I’m grateful for the kindness and concern from family and friends in helping us through this.
And, to have the focus of doing something positive in fundraising for the dementia research charity BRACE, who’s dedicated small team have been a constant support.
I know running marathons will never really become less challenging, but I hope life does.
I pray the challenges my dad faces will get easier too.