Hit a HUGE milestone today - passed the £1,000 mark......and after just 10 days of my webpage being launched so thanks to everyone who has supported me so far.
I have no idea how this happened but I haven't ached at all since my marathon efforts last weekend : I was sore on the days I was running but nothing on Monday. Expected things to kick off on Tuesday, especially as I was back at work and sat down at a pc all day....nothing! Why!?!? I actually wanted to hurt....at least then I would have physically had the aches and pains to prove I'd run 82 miles at the weekend!
I was feeling so good that I joined the normal Tuesday running club at work for a speed session and although I was pretty exhausted lung wise, my legs felt fine. Thursday I was back with Bournemouth Joggers for an 'easy' 8 miler with Pat and to be honest, it was probably one of my best 'tarmac' runs for months.
This morning 6 of us BJs were up at the crack of dawn in order to catch the 6.42am bus from Ringwood to Salisbury for our last long training run before London in just 3 weeks time. I need to be back before 11am so Debs and I opted for the 18.3 whereas Caro, Laura, Angie and Juels stayed on the bus until the next stop meaning they would be running for 21.5. We were following the Avon Valley Path, one of my all time favourite long distance footpaths which runs from Salisbury to Christchurch. Due to the lack of rain the ground is incredibly hard and over some fields it was difficult not to keep turning your ankle on the old cow hoofprints. Weather wasn't as warm as it has been for the last couple of weeks, infact all of us were feeling pretty cold sat on the top deck of the bus, wishing we'd brought our gloves and an extra layer! Soon warmed up though once we got going and the scenery didn't let us down one bit : plenty of daffodils were still out as were the wild primroses and even bluebells were starting to make an appearance, a full month ahead of when they are normally out.
Got a bit tired towards the end but we were chatting all the way through. Debs' knee started to hurt a couple of miles from the car but hopefully with the longer runs now done and dusted, she can rest it in order to ensure she's on the start line in 3 weeks time!
Saturday 31 March 2012
Monday 26 March 2012
Marathon # 3 - Jurassic Coast Challenge (part 3)!
If the first 2 days had been tough, they were just a warm up compared to what was instore today! I decided to jump from the jogger/runner group 3 down into the walker/jogger group 2 simply as they started off an hour earlier and I'd finish and be home earlier! A lot of the others had the same idea as there were quite a few familiar group 3 runners in the minibuses that set of from Wyke Regis around 9.30.
Again had no appetite last night, although I did manage to down a cottage pie which was 10x more than I'd eaten the night before! Also fancied a bowl of baked beans so grabbed that at headquarters...neither were ideal fuel for a 3rd marathon in as many days!
Weather set for another warm day as we started out from Lulworth Cove and I'd only been running 4 minutes before I was trudging up yet another hill and dripping with sweat. We had to go up and down Bindon Hill twice and once again, hands on knee efforts. Rings Hill came next and was even steeper with several 'false' tops. Unfortunately at the top there was a clearly defined path that went straight ahead but luckily for me I saw the stone marker pointing down to the right...quite a few who had been in front of me carried on and I never saw them again. Down and up over Worbarrow and then a long downhill (surprisingly my quads were standing up to the constant pounding and weren't complaining too much) through the oil fields to Kimmeridge and checkpoint 1.
Up steps again past Clavell Tower and undulating terrain then for several miles with stunning views all around (there have been the whole way but most of the time is spent staring at the grass as you plod uphill or watching each precarious footfall as you go downhill!). At Hous-tout the hills kicked in big time with huge steps downhill around Chapman's Pool. The route here took us inland around the valley and back up the other side before hitting St Aldhelm's Head....more steps (I'm told there are 200 down and 200 up the other side although I was only counting to 20 each time and then allowing myself a small breather before the next set of 20!). They're such hard work....
Checkpoint 2 and it's taken over 3 hours to get to half way...it's going to be a long slog today. Few bites of cheese and pickle sandwich (don't want a repeat of my tuna experience on day 1 so stayed at the outpost to eat it) washed down with coke, water and whatever else I could find. I'd drunk more today so filled up my reservoir too, and onward....Bill had unfortunately been one of those who had gone wrong at the top of Rings Hill but we set off together and remained together to the end....not sure who helped who out the most but I really appreciated his company for the last stretch. Michele was unfortunately suffering from sore knees and I hadn't seen her since the start.
We were now faced with more undulating terrain rather than huge hills. We saw a fox, and a snake (probably a slow worm but sounds more exciting calling it a snake!) as we ran past more 'normal' people out enjoying the coast and the sunshine. Past Winspit, Dancing Ledge and the lighthouses at Tilly Whim before rounding the Globe and Durlston Head and heading into the suburbs of civilisation at Swanage. The 3rd and final checkpoint was based right at the very end of the bay. Final fueling for the last 8 or so miles with one more big hill to climb....Ballard Down. Crowds were out in their hundreds in Swanage and it was very frustrating trying to run in a straight line whilst asking people politely to 'get out of the way'...I was in no mood to start having to zig-zag round them. At one point a woman dropped her kayak right across the path....I thought I was very restrained in my actions!
Last climb upon us, we had to negotiate some back lanes in Swanage before hitting the sandy footpath up onto Ballard Down. James, a personal trainer from Poole that I had run with for some of the way back on day 1 caught us up and bounded past all too easily.....grrrr!! Still, remember, it's a challenge not a race!
Once up on top it was then several miles downhill past Old Harry into Studland. Despite the very warm weather, we passed several Japanese (I think) who were in their cold weather gear - hat, gloves, scarf...you name it, they were wearing it..how bizarre!
Bit cruel to have to go past the Bankes Arms with 'normal' people out eating and drinking but we resisted temptation and hit the beach....the long beach....the long sandy, stretching for ever and ever beach.
The corner never seemed to come but it did, eventually and then we could see the chain ferry...but where was the car park denoting the finish...there was a flag and people clapping near the sand dunes so we headed there...no dibber and I commented to Bill that 'I don't think this is the finish, we're still not there'. Cruel....we had to run through the soft sand dunes before the wonderful sight of the finish flag appeared. We can stop running now!
My Garmin had been 'beeping' at me for many miles, telling me the 'battery was low' and it lasted for a further minute after crossing the line...now that's good timing!
Medal received to confirm it...and two cups of delicious soup before jumping (well, not literally....hobbling and climbing, painfully) into the minibus to go all the way back to Wyke Regis and then drive all the way back home to Bournemouth!
Mountainous terrain felt and experienced today was confirmed with post-run altitude readings....a whopping 6,496 feet of clambering / crawling...that's over 1 1/2 x what I did on Friday...no wonder it took just over 6 hours to complete today and we'd run 28.25 miles!
Apparently the total height we ascended over the 3 days of 14,874 feet is just short of Mont Blanc....OMG!!
Exhausted now, but job done :o)
Again had no appetite last night, although I did manage to down a cottage pie which was 10x more than I'd eaten the night before! Also fancied a bowl of baked beans so grabbed that at headquarters...neither were ideal fuel for a 3rd marathon in as many days!
Weather set for another warm day as we started out from Lulworth Cove and I'd only been running 4 minutes before I was trudging up yet another hill and dripping with sweat. We had to go up and down Bindon Hill twice and once again, hands on knee efforts. Rings Hill came next and was even steeper with several 'false' tops. Unfortunately at the top there was a clearly defined path that went straight ahead but luckily for me I saw the stone marker pointing down to the right...quite a few who had been in front of me carried on and I never saw them again. Down and up over Worbarrow and then a long downhill (surprisingly my quads were standing up to the constant pounding and weren't complaining too much) through the oil fields to Kimmeridge and checkpoint 1.
Up steps again past Clavell Tower and undulating terrain then for several miles with stunning views all around (there have been the whole way but most of the time is spent staring at the grass as you plod uphill or watching each precarious footfall as you go downhill!). At Hous-tout the hills kicked in big time with huge steps downhill around Chapman's Pool. The route here took us inland around the valley and back up the other side before hitting St Aldhelm's Head....more steps (I'm told there are 200 down and 200 up the other side although I was only counting to 20 each time and then allowing myself a small breather before the next set of 20!). They're such hard work....
Checkpoint 2 and it's taken over 3 hours to get to half way...it's going to be a long slog today. Few bites of cheese and pickle sandwich (don't want a repeat of my tuna experience on day 1 so stayed at the outpost to eat it) washed down with coke, water and whatever else I could find. I'd drunk more today so filled up my reservoir too, and onward....Bill had unfortunately been one of those who had gone wrong at the top of Rings Hill but we set off together and remained together to the end....not sure who helped who out the most but I really appreciated his company for the last stretch. Michele was unfortunately suffering from sore knees and I hadn't seen her since the start.
We were now faced with more undulating terrain rather than huge hills. We saw a fox, and a snake (probably a slow worm but sounds more exciting calling it a snake!) as we ran past more 'normal' people out enjoying the coast and the sunshine. Past Winspit, Dancing Ledge and the lighthouses at Tilly Whim before rounding the Globe and Durlston Head and heading into the suburbs of civilisation at Swanage. The 3rd and final checkpoint was based right at the very end of the bay. Final fueling for the last 8 or so miles with one more big hill to climb....Ballard Down. Crowds were out in their hundreds in Swanage and it was very frustrating trying to run in a straight line whilst asking people politely to 'get out of the way'...I was in no mood to start having to zig-zag round them. At one point a woman dropped her kayak right across the path....I thought I was very restrained in my actions!
Last climb upon us, we had to negotiate some back lanes in Swanage before hitting the sandy footpath up onto Ballard Down. James, a personal trainer from Poole that I had run with for some of the way back on day 1 caught us up and bounded past all too easily.....grrrr!! Still, remember, it's a challenge not a race!
Once up on top it was then several miles downhill past Old Harry into Studland. Despite the very warm weather, we passed several Japanese (I think) who were in their cold weather gear - hat, gloves, scarf...you name it, they were wearing it..how bizarre!
Bit cruel to have to go past the Bankes Arms with 'normal' people out eating and drinking but we resisted temptation and hit the beach....the long beach....the long sandy, stretching for ever and ever beach.
The corner never seemed to come but it did, eventually and then we could see the chain ferry...but where was the car park denoting the finish...there was a flag and people clapping near the sand dunes so we headed there...no dibber and I commented to Bill that 'I don't think this is the finish, we're still not there'. Cruel....we had to run through the soft sand dunes before the wonderful sight of the finish flag appeared. We can stop running now!
My Garmin had been 'beeping' at me for many miles, telling me the 'battery was low' and it lasted for a further minute after crossing the line...now that's good timing!
Medal received to confirm it...and two cups of delicious soup before jumping (well, not literally....hobbling and climbing, painfully) into the minibus to go all the way back to Wyke Regis and then drive all the way back home to Bournemouth!
Mountainous terrain felt and experienced today was confirmed with post-run altitude readings....a whopping 6,496 feet of clambering / crawling...that's over 1 1/2 x what I did on Friday...no wonder it took just over 6 hours to complete today and we'd run 28.25 miles!
Apparently the total height we ascended over the 3 days of 14,874 feet is just short of Mont Blanc....OMG!!
Exhausted now, but job done :o)
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| Start of day 3 at Lulworth Cove - exhausted and sore bodies! |
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| Climbing Bindon Hill for the 2nd time! |
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| and now climbing Rings Hill |
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| Kimmeridge Bay and Clavell Tower |
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| Swanage Bay |
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| The final finish line and the best feeling....EVER! |
Marathon # 2 - Jurassic Coast Challenge (part 2)!
Didn't sleep too well last night and another early morning. Still no appetite so finished off the rice pudding from last night. Not too achy although my ankles appear to have fused as they don't want to flex very well. Have a feeling today is going to be hillier than yesterday although there is a lot more road running down to Portland and then around Weymouth bay. Decided to ditch the off-road shoes as there was no mud lying around, and instead donned my normal road shoes in an attempt to soften the steps a little.
Arrived at headquarters very early as didn't want to end up parking the car miles away. Saw the first and second waves go off which was nice although easy to tell there were some sore legs amongst them judging by the strange gaits many were adopting.
The first 2 miles were into a bit of a headwind as we headed down towards Portland then a stiff climb up onto the top at Chiswell. There was then a nice chalky path cut into the side of the cliff before it opened out onto grassy fields down to Portland Bill and checkpoint 1. Took on a few Jaffa cakes and Cheddars (salt intake!) before dropping down into the chalk pits around the east side. Very tricky and rocky underfoot. At this point I was running with Bill and Michele and as we were chatting, we somehow took the wrong path. We'd been warned at the briefing that there was a fork and we needed to keep left - we missed it and went right which, whilst a nice sweeping downhill, took us way below the cliffs and where we should be...darn it! There were another couple of disorientated runners down here and it was only once we (luckily) found a steep footpath back up to the Coast Path, that we saw the signpost had been misplaced, guiding people down that path to a dead-end....scoundrels! Still, we were back on route and it hadn't added much distance to our journey.
After another small deviation we eventually made our way off of Portland and headed back towards Ferry Bridge and checkpoint 2. I'm getting to quite like these little staging posts and seem to want to linger there longer than is really necessary!
Bill and Michele didn't hang around at the outpost for long and zoomed off ahead. After picking up the Rodwell Trail which then led into Nothe Gardens, I ran round the harbour before reaching the long sweeping prom around Weymouth Bay and uphill to Bowleaze Cove. The footpath then headed back off road and the crowds brought out by the unseasonably sunny weather, disappeared, as did the smell of burgers, hot dogs and candyfloss, none of which I missed!
The hills now started to come thick and fast and were getting bigger. Checkpoint 3 was at Osmington Mills and I tried to ignore the 'normal' people out enjoying a day in the sun and drinking shandys at the pub as I ran straight through the grounds! HUGE uphill at Ringstead Bay which needed hands on knees and close observation of the ground for each step. After this there was a lovely long sweeping downhill but all the time you could see the huge grassy pyramids in front...further close inspection of the ground required on these : I was literally bent double trying to get up them!
Durdle Door was a lovely sight to see appearing round the corner but I so nearly fell down the hill before - somehow I stood on my foot and gravity being gravity, before I could stop I was literally flying. How I kept upright and eventually managed to stop I will never know but I did : if I hadn't I'm sure I would have injured myself very badly and not sure how they would have got me out of there! Helicopter evacuation?
Fantastic to see John perched up on top of the next hill with his camera - apparently he was able to pick me out from the other runners by my silhouette! My great mate Debs was also there at the bottom of the hill with her dog Rosie so that helped me get over my short sharp shock of nearly falling.
At Durdle Door the crowds were really heaving and it was a struggle to get up the steps through the throng. Suddenly came over feeling really sick and had to stand for a while hunched over at the side....right sight I must have been!
Composed, I then started off down the long stream of steps to the car park at Lulworth Cove. Quads definitely screaming but the finish and hot soup was in sight. I really hope I can move tomorrow.
Results were 29th overall and 8th female in a time of 5.23.
Total climb today 4,391 feet but yet again, an ultra-marathon with the distance my two sore feet have covered clocking in at 26.96 miles.
Arrived at headquarters very early as didn't want to end up parking the car miles away. Saw the first and second waves go off which was nice although easy to tell there were some sore legs amongst them judging by the strange gaits many were adopting.
The first 2 miles were into a bit of a headwind as we headed down towards Portland then a stiff climb up onto the top at Chiswell. There was then a nice chalky path cut into the side of the cliff before it opened out onto grassy fields down to Portland Bill and checkpoint 1. Took on a few Jaffa cakes and Cheddars (salt intake!) before dropping down into the chalk pits around the east side. Very tricky and rocky underfoot. At this point I was running with Bill and Michele and as we were chatting, we somehow took the wrong path. We'd been warned at the briefing that there was a fork and we needed to keep left - we missed it and went right which, whilst a nice sweeping downhill, took us way below the cliffs and where we should be...darn it! There were another couple of disorientated runners down here and it was only once we (luckily) found a steep footpath back up to the Coast Path, that we saw the signpost had been misplaced, guiding people down that path to a dead-end....scoundrels! Still, we were back on route and it hadn't added much distance to our journey.
After another small deviation we eventually made our way off of Portland and headed back towards Ferry Bridge and checkpoint 2. I'm getting to quite like these little staging posts and seem to want to linger there longer than is really necessary!
Bill and Michele didn't hang around at the outpost for long and zoomed off ahead. After picking up the Rodwell Trail which then led into Nothe Gardens, I ran round the harbour before reaching the long sweeping prom around Weymouth Bay and uphill to Bowleaze Cove. The footpath then headed back off road and the crowds brought out by the unseasonably sunny weather, disappeared, as did the smell of burgers, hot dogs and candyfloss, none of which I missed!
The hills now started to come thick and fast and were getting bigger. Checkpoint 3 was at Osmington Mills and I tried to ignore the 'normal' people out enjoying a day in the sun and drinking shandys at the pub as I ran straight through the grounds! HUGE uphill at Ringstead Bay which needed hands on knees and close observation of the ground for each step. After this there was a lovely long sweeping downhill but all the time you could see the huge grassy pyramids in front...further close inspection of the ground required on these : I was literally bent double trying to get up them!
Durdle Door was a lovely sight to see appearing round the corner but I so nearly fell down the hill before - somehow I stood on my foot and gravity being gravity, before I could stop I was literally flying. How I kept upright and eventually managed to stop I will never know but I did : if I hadn't I'm sure I would have injured myself very badly and not sure how they would have got me out of there! Helicopter evacuation?
Fantastic to see John perched up on top of the next hill with his camera - apparently he was able to pick me out from the other runners by my silhouette! My great mate Debs was also there at the bottom of the hill with her dog Rosie so that helped me get over my short sharp shock of nearly falling.
At Durdle Door the crowds were really heaving and it was a struggle to get up the steps through the throng. Suddenly came over feeling really sick and had to stand for a while hunched over at the side....right sight I must have been!
Composed, I then started off down the long stream of steps to the car park at Lulworth Cove. Quads definitely screaming but the finish and hot soup was in sight. I really hope I can move tomorrow.
Results were 29th overall and 8th female in a time of 5.23.
Total climb today 4,391 feet but yet again, an ultra-marathon with the distance my two sore feet have covered clocking in at 26.96 miles.
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| Start of day 2 at Wyke Regis |
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| 'dibbing' in at checkpoint 1 down at Portland Bill |
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| Weymouth harbour |
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| Severe undulations after White Nothe |
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| Picturesque Durdle Door |
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| Lulworth Cove and the finish of day 2 |
Marathon # 1 - Jurassic Coast Challenge (part 1)!
What has happened with the weather....it's warm and sunny...this isn't right!! Drove from Bournemouth to the event headquarters at Wyke Regis near Portland. Everyone has to carry 13 items of mandatory kit covering warm and wet weather gear, compass, maps, torch, food plus enough liquid to get you between each of the 4 checkpoints each day and 3 times I changed my mind as to which backpack I was going to take...in the end the good old favorite Salomon one that had accompanied me on my Lands End / John O'Groats voyage won the battle. After having the kit checked and the necessary 'briefing', we piled into minibuses taking us to the start of the challenge...Charmouth. When we arrived, everyone dashed off for the last loo stop and when I came out, loads had already started running and were to be seen streamed out up the first mammoth hill not 20m from the start! This event is not so much a race but a challenge to get to the finish..in one piece, so walking is totally allowed (I didn't realise that Everest and the Himalayas had been moved to Dorset but I can definitely vouch that they have!!). After this shock introduction was the ascent of Golden Cap, the highest point on the Dorset south coast. Check point 1 was at Eypes Mouth where I was greeted with lots of sugary offerings. The event is chip timed and you needed to 'dib' the electronic device attached round your wrist at each checkpoint, the start and the finish in order to get an official time. After check point 1 it (sort of) leveled out a bit as we dropped down onto the shingle beaches.
Check point 2 was at West Bexington and here there was 'lunch' of cheese and pickle or tuna sandwiches...I chose the latter but couldn't stomach anything and ended up running with a very limp sandwich in my hands for the next 2 miles! At Abbotsbury we headed inland again, climbing around Chapel Hill before running through loads of fields and clambering over stone stiles to then skirt West and East Fleet . Check point 3 was at Langton Herring before continuing around the edge of the water before touring the MOD rifle ranges and arriving at the day's finish at Ferry Bridge.
Results were available really quickly and somehow (don't know how!) I came 19th overall, 6th female, in a time of 4.58...very pleased!
Total climbing for today was 3,987 feet and further than a marathon at 26.76 miles. As my quads and calves were complaining very loudly, I joined several others in the sea for 10 minutes ice-bath!
Although I knew I needed to eat, I couldn't face anything and only managed about 4 mouthfuls of noodles and a couple of spoonfuls of rice pudding....that wouldn't keep a mouse spinning on a wheel for 10 minutes let alone me going for another 26+ miles tomorrow....yikes!
Check point 2 was at West Bexington and here there was 'lunch' of cheese and pickle or tuna sandwiches...I chose the latter but couldn't stomach anything and ended up running with a very limp sandwich in my hands for the next 2 miles! At Abbotsbury we headed inland again, climbing around Chapel Hill before running through loads of fields and clambering over stone stiles to then skirt West and East Fleet . Check point 3 was at Langton Herring before continuing around the edge of the water before touring the MOD rifle ranges and arriving at the day's finish at Ferry Bridge.
Results were available really quickly and somehow (don't know how!) I came 19th overall, 6th female, in a time of 4.58...very pleased!
Total climbing for today was 3,987 feet and further than a marathon at 26.76 miles. As my quads and calves were complaining very loudly, I joined several others in the sea for 10 minutes ice-bath!
Although I knew I needed to eat, I couldn't face anything and only managed about 4 mouthfuls of noodles and a couple of spoonfuls of rice pudding....that wouldn't keep a mouse spinning on a wheel for 10 minutes let alone me going for another 26+ miles tomorrow....yikes!
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| Looking nervous before the start! |
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| The uphill start! |
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| Uphill towards Golden Cap |
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| Checkpoint 2 - lots of food and drink! |
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| The finish of day 1 - a lovely sight! |
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| Testing out the ice cold bath theory! It really is icy cold! |
Tuesday 20 March 2012
At last....fundraising site now available!!!
After a few sleepless nights lying awake worrying that I won't be able to set up my link before I start the first of my mammoth events, hoorah! All the necessary links with the charities have been completed so I'm very pleased to announce the safe arrival of the fundraising page : uk.virginmoneygiving.com/marathonmadness
I've also added direct links in a couple of places directly on this blog site so there is NO EXCUSE FOR NOT SUPPORTING MY EFFORTS!!!
Please help me.....these runs are gonna hurt me big big time!
I've also added direct links in a couple of places directly on this blog site so there is NO EXCUSE FOR NOT SUPPORTING MY EFFORTS!!!
Please help me.....these runs are gonna hurt me big big time!
Monday 19 March 2012
Last long training run
Completed 20 miles (exactly!) with Caro yesterday. Lovely spring morning albeit a tad on the chilly side to start with, having had an unexpected frost overnight. Daffodils are well out in bloom : I love this time of the year, they just make you smile.
Felt really tired today and was struggling after around 11 miles but good to hear Caro was too! Think we kept each other going at the end although Caro stopped running and walked as soon as her Garmin hit 20 miles...how come mine was still showing 19.96?! I had to run past home and carry on for another 0.2 miles! Now on a wind down with plenty of eating....now that I can manage!
Felt really tired today and was struggling after around 11 miles but good to hear Caro was too! Think we kept each other going at the end although Caro stopped running and walked as soon as her Garmin hit 20 miles...how come mine was still showing 19.96?! I had to run past home and carry on for another 0.2 miles! Now on a wind down with plenty of eating....now that I can manage!
Friday 16 March 2012
One week to go....
I should be really nervous by now, at least at the thought of the challenge that awaits me in just 7 days time...3 marathons, 3 days, over humungously huge hills along the South West Coastal path : insane! Training was going really well until beginning February when I took the liberty of going on holiday, then injured my calf and since then, running has been a bit sporadic to say the least and in definite need of a confidence booster. That came last Sunday when I took my place on the start line for the infamous Grizzly run...20ish miles of pebbles, hills, mud and water. The weather was stunning for early March and despite having a panic attack at just 4 miles that I was finding it really tough, I crossed the finish line in a very respectable 3.30 bearing in mind it's claimed that the rigours of the course should take roughly your road marathon time. Confidence boosted....
I'm running all these marathons for two local charities : Bournemouth Hospital's Jigsaw Appeal for a new women's cancer and health unit, and Wave 105's Cash for Kids. My thoughts are that I wanted to bring my fundraising closer to home as unfortunately, there is a high likelihood of people who live in the South of England being helped by either or both of these at some point in their lives.
Wave is anticipating being linked to the Virgin Money Giving site early next week, and with Jigsaw already there, I can then at last set up my fundraising page and start promoting my challenge 'to the world' and hopefully start seeing support flooding in!
I'm running all these marathons for two local charities : Bournemouth Hospital's Jigsaw Appeal for a new women's cancer and health unit, and Wave 105's Cash for Kids. My thoughts are that I wanted to bring my fundraising closer to home as unfortunately, there is a high likelihood of people who live in the South of England being helped by either or both of these at some point in their lives.
Wave is anticipating being linked to the Virgin Money Giving site early next week, and with Jigsaw already there, I can then at last set up my fundraising page and start promoting my challenge 'to the world' and hopefully start seeing support flooding in!
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