Alzheimer's doesn't just take memories — it takes people. Slowly, quietly, one moment at a time. I've watched someone I love become a stranger in their own life, and it's the hardest thing I've ever seen.
That's why I'm running 26.2 miles through the streets of London in April 2027. Not because it's easy — but because giving up isn't something I'm willing to do.
Every pound goes directly to Alzheimer's Research UK. Run this with me — even if your feet never leave the floor.