So for a while now I’ve wanted to do something to raise money for Crohns Disease but I couldn’t decide what to do. At first I thought, what about a sponsored walk? Run? Swim? No. Bike ride? Nah. 12 miles of mud, ice baths, electrocution, monkey bars, 9 foot walls, and blood sweat and tears? Sure, why not. I figured if I was to ask people to sponsor me to do something, why not make it the most difficult challenge I could think of? Hence, Tough Mudder. My friend Robbie and I had been talking about it for a while whilst I was recovering in hospital, and it sounded like a fantastic idea. When it came to signing up, we asked around and it turned out quite a few people fancied it. There are around 14 of us doing it so far, included some of my best friends and my boyfriend. It looks brutal, and to say I’m nervous would be an understatement. But I wanted to do something that would completely push me to my limits, not just physically, but mentally and emotionally also. It’s not until August, so I have a while to prepare myself. Therefore, this blog will now become a page about my progress, my fitness, weight, and everything to show that it is possible to be on your death bed one year and running an S.A.S assault course the next. Wish me luck!