It's wet and cold outside. I often don't want to go out. And I remember when younger deciding "better to suffer for 6 days afterwards (from not training) than for 6 weeks beforehand (training)". Isn't it sad - I'm not that young any more and to attempt a marathon having skimped on training would be foolish and put others to inconvenience.
See me run in the rain. See me shiver. Shiver shiver shiver. See me slip on the mud. See my torch run out of batteries.
Then I remember why I'm doing it. At least I have a house, a warm shower to come back to. Food to restore my strength. Respect from friends, family and work colleagues. The people Christian Aid helps have often had everything they have worked for taken away - through natural disaster or through politics. The people of Zimbabwe didn't vote for Robert Mugabe, they simply want to live in their own village amongst their own neighbours and get on with life, and they have a right to expect to do so without interference - government is doing nothing, so charities have to. The people of the Gaza Strip had land and industry, but they've been forced back into a barren corner of their former territory. Then what little they have (each other - that's about it) is threatened as troops shoot indiscriminately at civilians claiming they are shielding militants.
Give generously - please!
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