Putting one foot in front of the other, I jogged along energetically.
Exercise had always been an escape for me, keeping me mentally sane as well as physically fit.
And in May 2018, I needed the release.
You see, I was awaiting biopsy results – doctors had found a tumour on my cervix.
My husband Alex, 44, and I were expecting our second baby, too.
Our son Freddie,
