This time last year, St. Stephen's day was a wake up call for me.
I was a big lad and decided that I would like to lose 2-3 stone.
I weighed over 250lbs, with a bad knee from a soccer injury 17 years ago.
I started walking on Jan 1st and lost a few pounds. Then some more and then some more.
Kept it up for 9 months and had lost a good bit, but needed something new.
Then in late September, started C25K, and I struggled.
I joined a group that never left anyone behind and I was hooked.
Week 5 was another struggle but the W5R3 posts on here telling me that it was all in my mind fired me through it.
Week 6 was my epiphany, and apart from W9R3, W6R3 was my favourite.
I graduated early December (1st graduation of my life).
Did my first timed 5k on 6th of December and did really well, a Santa run, in full suit.
Tomorrow morning, Christmas Day, I am dong a 5K for charity, and if anyone had told me this last Christmas Eve, I would have said that there is a liar here and it's not me!
Enjoy your running guys, and I have posted a photo of me at my staff do last Christmas.