London to Paris Bike Ride - August
Nine intrepid souls from Old Reigatian RFC are riding from London to Paris over the Bank Holiday Weekend in August. They are raising money for the Sussex Cancer Fund who are currently taking care of Seb Broster (1XV Prop) who has recently been diagnosed with Lymphoma.
The group is made up of Ed Bartlett, Alex Forsyth, Rob Forsyth, Ed Forsyth, Matt Lea, Nick Grant, Ed Hubbard, Matt Bartlett and James Snelling.
A support car will be following in the form of Russell Simmons and Luke Martin.
2013 Brighton Marathon
Luke, Ulysses, James, Steven and Dan are running as part of a team from Cheetahs Amateur Boxing Club.
Stephen Reed has been the coach of Cheetahs Amateur Boxing Club for the last six years. He ran the marathon a few years ago for the Sussex Cancer Fund and set up a team of boxers this year to run for the SCF in memory of his uncle Derek Reed.
Like countless others, my immediate family has been directly affected by cancer. When Stephen Reed (my boxing coach) asked me if I wanted to run a full marathon on behalf of the Sussex Cancer Fund, I saw it as an opportunity to support an organisation that helps to care for cancer sufferers and their families in our community and needs further contributions in order to make The Sussex Macmillan Cancer Support Centre a reality. I've never competed in any kind of running event before and loathe long distance running, but I know that hard work and small sacrifices can amount to big things down the line. Your donations may not seem so important on their own but it all adds up with the potential to save lives. Thank you for reading my plea.
I have never been much of a runner and I have always thought that people who do a marathon are just crazy. So it comes as a bit of a surprise to find myself signing up for the Brighton 2013 marathon, but I have and now I am in it to win it (well, just complete it!). Raising money to help the Sussex Cancer Fund get closer to creating their Support Centre is a goal that lies close to the hearts of my family following a very sad loss in 2012, and in a moment of Olympic fuelled madness I decided the marathon was a great way to do this. So please do support me and the Sussex Cancer Fund in this worthy and challenging endeavour. Every little helps.
A few words about me....I'm running for the Sussex Cancer Fund because sadly cancer has affected my family and friends. I feel I would like to raise some money for such a great cause.If everybody gave a little, then nobody would have to give a lot. Please dig deep.
2013 South Downs Way: Dean Poole
Hi, my name is Dean, I'm 39 years young and am married with two lively young sons.
I have lived in West Sussex all my life and grew up in Steyning on a farm, which was a great place for a young boy who loved the outdoors.
Earlier this year I was diagnosed with Cancer. The news was devastating - as most people say "you never think it will happen to you". It would be fair to say that it has been a bit of an emotional roller coaster ride this year for myself and my family.
I have spent a fair bit of time this year visiting the Sussex Cancer Center and I firmly believe that without their specialist care and support my outlook may have been less than positive. Therefore, as an enthusiastic cyclist, I have decided to raise as much money as I can for the Sussex Cancer Fund by cycling the South Downs way, which runs from Winchester to Eastbourne. We will be doing this over 2 days with as many family, friends (and people who wish to support the cause), as I can get on the 6th -7th of July 2013. If you'd like to help me raise funds, please click on the link button below.
Kind Regards, Dean Poole.
2013 London Marathon: Jackie Parsons
I live in Henfield and I am 49, and this will be my 7th marathon (4th London) but the first time I have tried to complete the distance whilst on chemo! I was diagnosed with breast cancer in 2010 and had chemotherapy and radiotherapy during the late part of that year and early 2011. I had planned to run the marathon again just to prove to myself that I was still up to it after going through all that treatment. Unfortunately, just before Christmas last year, I discovered that the cancer had re-occurred and I had my first dose of chemotherapy again on 20th December. This time I resolved to keep working and running for as long as possible and I am still going. An extra challenge, the Herceptin that I also have to take has caused a change in the way my heart works and I am having to have regular heart scans and take medication.
My training has had to be scaled down from what I would have liked and the time I would have aimed for will have to be forgotten. My main aim now is just to get round and finish! I'm just glad that I have been able to continue running throughout the treatment.
I would like to raise some funds for the Sussex Cancer Centre to put something back after having received so much treatment so please click on the link below and help me raise as much as possible.
2013 Eastbourne Half M:arathon: Oliver Truman
I am 17 years old and, inspired by my Dad, will be attempting my first Half Marathon. Dad was a very keen runner, easily achieving 12 mile runs twice a week.
In August 2011 he was diagnosed and treated for a brain tumour which sadly has now reoccured. So I want to give something back to the Sussex Cancer Centre where Dad has been receiving regular treatment and currently attends fortnightly. Dad and my family are forever grateful for the care he receives there
2013 Portugal to Brighton Bike Ride: Tim Lambrechts
My name is Tim Lambrechts and I'd like to tell you about the events that have led up to me undertaking this challenge.
I was born in 1958 with a hole in my heart. My life expectancy was limited and my parents had to make the difficult decision whether or not to allow surgeons to operate. They put their trust in the NHS and the staff at the John Radcliffe Hospital in Oxford and decided to go ahead with the surgery.
I am told that at the age of 15 months I was at that time, one of the youngest children to undergo open heart surgery in the UK.
The operation was a success but the strain proved too much for my heart and I suffered a stroke which left me partially paralysed down my right side, and so in order to complete this challenge I will need to have a cycle adapted so that I can change gears using my left hand. (In the meantime I am training on my trusty old mountain bike).
I then had to attend the Royal Bucks Hospital for regular heart check-ups until I reached the age of 15 when I was told this was no longer necessary.
In January 2009 I was taken into the Royal Sussex County Hospital where I was diagnosed with acute Diverticulitis and had to have an emergency operation. This resulted in me being fitted with a colostomy bag while I recovered from the surgery.
Whilst convalescing I found a small swelling in my neck. I went to see my GP who sent me to the E.N.T. Department at the RSCH where they performed a biopsy and I had an MRI scan.
My wife was with me when I was given the diagnosis of cancer of the base of my tongue. There are several different metaphores for how we felt ... time stood still ... the blood drained from our faces ... we felt sick to our stomachs ... all of these were true. We listened, too stunned to fully understand, whilst my planned treatment was explained.
Outside and alone we clung to each other and cried. Cancer.....
At my next consultation I was told that one of the drugs I needed was very expensive and that I would have to wait for approval of the cost. I had to wait nearly two weeks because it was Easter, before being given the good news that the funding was available.
Over the next three months I was admitted to hospital three times for week long intensive chemotherapy followed by seven weeks, or thirty five sessions, of radiotherapy.
The treatment was a sucess and I only have to return to the oncology department for periodic check ups.
Once I was in remission I was scheduled for surgery to reverse my colostomy, again at the RSCH. Unfortunately the operation was a failure and a week later I was readmitted for another attempt at the reversal procedure. This also failed and I was again readmitted, it was discovered that I had an infection. This time the consultant decided to keep me in hospital, starving me for four weeks until the two parts of my bowel could heal by themselves.
From the time of my cancer diagnosis my wife and I were living in a state of limbo. There were questions we both needed answers to, but we didn't know what the questions were. We knew that there were several support groups but speaking to others who had experienced cancer would be too hard. The Macmillan nurses were amazing, so kind and thoughtful. The hospital staff were very helpful and informative but we needed something more.
We wanted unbiased help and information, to be able to ask if my consultant was a specialist in the type of cancer I had, if my treatment was the latest and best available, whether I would stand a better chance of survival if I went to a different part of the country, all without causing offence or embarrasement. To be taken through the journey by someone who could explain what we were likely to come up against and tell us what help was available. My wife felt helpless and isolated and wanted somewhere she could go, without me, where she could get proffessional advice and support. I wasn't the only person affected by this dreadful disease.
I have since made a full recovery and my wife and I have rented a house in Portugal. We were watching the London 2012 Olympics on the television and I was filled with admiration for the competitors, especially the paralympians, when I came up with the idea of doing a sponsored cycle ride from Portugal back to the Royal Sussex County Hospital in Brighton to raise some money for their new oncology patient information unit.
I have had so much from the NHS over my lifetime and feel that I'd like to give something back. The information unit would have been a lifeline to grab for both me and my wife when I was diagnosed with cancer and it will give me so much pleasure to contribute towards this fantastic project.