Daisy Reed

Eleven weeks in, I have thoughts. On the one hand, I’m feeling fitter than ever, legs ticking over like clockwork. On the other hand, I am tired. Very tired. Juggling a full-time job managing socials and training for a marathon is a logistical nightmare. My brain is at full capacity, my washing machine is constantly running, and my foam roller and Puresport CBD roll-on are seeing more action than my social life. But we push on. Never Miss A Monday… This is my mantra.

Running the London Marathon two years ago was an experience I’ll never forget – equal parts amazing and chaotic. There were insane adrenaline rushes, often triggered by someone yelling your name (seriously, add your name to your bib – this is not the time to play it cool) or an emotional tribute on someone’s t-shirt that puts things into perspective, or the sight of someone running barefoot. It’s wild out there. The whole day is a rollercoaster of emotions and a parade of human resilience.