I suppose I should say marrying Geetimuk

(but I won't) or I could say having my two lovely children

(but I can't say that, although they are lovely, well to me anyway, sort of)
I was thinking what have I ever really done to be proud of, obviously I am kind and help old ladies accross the road (except for the one that didn't actually want to cross the road, maybe that's another for the embarrassing thread) and my mum's really proud, even though she still insists that I look like Judith Chalmers.
However the best thing I did was a marathon. Last year I did the Playtex moonwalk for breast cancer (the one where girls walk through London at midnight in their bras-honest) I actually did it..the whole hog and I do go on about it a bit and when I meet you I can show you my medals (oh yes there's others, medals that is, I've done a few) but I am so proud it makes me cry.In fact sometimes I like to have a cry about it.... cos I remember the pain probably.
Anyway I neglect to mention that it took us (my friend came too) 10.5 hours to complete the course (well there are so many lovely little drinky places in London open all night) Of course we had to keep stopping for a fag break (which is dreadful really when you think about it, I mean its a walk for cancer) not to mention getting into a spot of bother when one woman sniffed 'I am doing a marathon, I don't know about you' (well my friend bought this bottle of cava with her and we had to stop and drink it cos it was too heavy to carry?) I have to admit to throwing up in Hyde Park, (from exhaustion not alcohol) and I was in hospital after, well in and out, for a week with blisters because I wore the wrong trainers apparantly, (but mine did look fab) I learned to wee standing up (not whilst on the move) and we only came second from last (lucky we just overtook a criple...honestly bless her she was on crutches) we raised money for breast cancer too. We ran past the finish line, purely for show, (we crawled the rest of the way, mostly alcohol induced) and I sobbed like a baby.
It was unbelievable, particularly as the only real training we'd done was walking round the shops choosing our outfits. Also I love telling everyone cos it makes me sound all fit and sporty......and so very proud