15/06/2026
Every June, around Father’s Day, I do a run or walk in memory of my dad, who died in June in tragic circumstances. This year marks 15 years without him.
On Sunday, I completed the Colshaw Hall 10K and I didn’t sleep a wink the night before. I had been struggling to run and had fallen badly few weeks ago.
It’s strange how a big loss can stay with you.
There have been so many moments over the years when I wished I could pick up the phone, hear his voice, ask his advice, or simply tell him what was going on in my life. Grief is the price you pay for love and it never completely leaves you. It becomes something you learn to carry and it does get easier.
As I stood on the start line on Sunday, I wasn’t just thinking about the miles ahead. I was thinking about the last 15 years. The challenges, the setbacks, the lessons, and the people who helped me keep moving forward.
One thing that has transformed my life during that time is breathwork.
I’ve tried many ways to cope with stress, and the weight that life can place on our shoulders. But learning how to use my breath changed everything.
Before the race, I used breathwork to calm my nerves, steady my mind, and prepare my body. It’s something I now teach every day because I’ve experienced its impact firsthand.
As I crossed the finish line, I felt grateful, and emotional.
Not because of the time on the clock. I’m not a fast runner.
But because another year had passed.
And yet, somehow, I know he’s still with me in the values he taught me, the resilience he inspired, and the determination to keep going when life gets hard.
If you’ve lost someone you love, I’d love to know: what’s one thing you do to keep their memory alive?
