This, my friends, is what "fighting my way back" looks like:
I've had a very dark and gloomy couple of months, and I will be writing about it over the next week or so. But today, I'm going to celebrate that I have fought my way back and found my Spark again!
Saturday was my slowest marathon ever, but it was one of the greatest running experiences I have ever had. And it was proof that it isn't about the time, it's about the run.
Thank you, all of you, for giving me such great support while I've been struggling. You really are amazing!