Run Britain Day 75: Llanbedr to Pwlhelli (New Year’s Eve)

Two long chunks of running with a nice stop for lunch in Porthmadog in the middle. Joined by Paul for another full day (55km) and Hugo to run me into Pwlhelli.

Perhaps unsurprisingly, after the longest day of running so far, I am quite tired.

But as it’s New Year’s Eve, I feel like I should be leaping on the bandwagon of contemplative, meaningful posts on Instagram. I really just want to put my phone down, get into bed and fall asleep while watching some easy tv.

But if ever there was a year to be reflective, 2025 would be it.

I ended 2024 hidden in a cupboard with Shadow because I couldn’t face the party that was happening in my family’s house. I was so ready to see the end of the worst year of my life, but I was also terrified about the abyss that was 2025.

But what a year it has been!

Just 11 days after the pain of that New Year’s Eve, I decided I would run around the coastline of Britain.

It wasn’t an instant cure for what I had been through, but it was a focus, a project, a dream that gave me something to be passionate about again.

Running around the coastline of Britain will always be something I am immensely proud of. Even if I don’t complete it (and I have every intention of completing it), I will be proud of the role that it has played in pulling me out of my shell and taking me back to a version of myself that I enjoy being.

2025 will forever be the year that my life became mine again, rather than one that I was reluctantly observing and (sometimes) wishing would end.

Just like 2024, I am ending this year with no real clue about what the next year will hold for me. But unlike 2024, I am so excited about that.