I ATE MY WAY THROUGH GRIEF

Lacing up my trainers, I took a deep breath and forced myself out of the front door. Running didn’t come naturally to me and I was already considering giving up before I’d taken a single step. Although I’d recently lost a couple of stone with Slimming World, I was still a size 18.

But as I begrudgingly put one foot in front of the other, I knew I couldn’t stop. You see, it wasn’t just for me, it was for my beautiful son Jacob, too. We hadn’t been able to save his life, but I could still save mine.

Jacob had been born in December 2010. My husband Bob, then 39, and I had been so excited to be parents and we