Health: I'm No Hamster; Caroline Foulkes Is Leading a Team of Colleagues in the Race for Life to Raise Money for Cancer Research UK. in the Second Instalment of Her Training Diary, She Finds Her Motivation Is Flagging
Byline: Caroline Foulkes
Now I know I'm in trouble. I wanted to run this race, just to prove I could. But with no training again this weekend, it looks like I'll end up walking.
To make matters worse, my friend Claire, one of the girls I'm doing the race with, has told me she'd run the distance in 27 minutes - and she thinks that's slow.
Claire's running because her mum, June, has cancer of the womb. She's undergone treatment and is OK but Claire is naturally worried: she gets married in July and doesn't want to go away on her honeymoon to Australia in case June gets ill again.
Because of this, it's important to her to run. The date of our race at Cannon Hill Park, June 18, is also the day of June's 60th birthday. She's proud that her daughter is running the Race For Life.
Claire has a big advantage over me in that she goes to the gym at least twice a week. She enjoys it, whereas I sometimes see it more like housework: I don't really want to do it, but I know I should.
Yet maybe I do have an advantage. When we were at school, neither Claire nor I liked games. We were always last to be picked for netball and we particularly loathed playing hockey on the cold, windy yard, overlooked by at least 30 classrooms. …