Martial arts marathon man.
This weekend was the training camp where clubs from all around my local area join forces and learn new techniques, beat the shit out of each other and have an awesome time. I'll be posting more about the camp itself soon.
For now, I need to tell you about my coach. Owen McGill ran the 32 mile distance from our club to Fleetwood, making money for the East Lancashire Hospice. Not only did he run an epic distance — he met us at every five mile point to break two wooden boards with his bare hands. I still can't get my head around how a human being can do all that.
Owen's son lost his Mum to cancer a few years ago, and the Hospice were there to care for her and help the family out through the toughest times anyone could go through. I can only imagine the effect that the hospice had on the whole family's lives at that point, and Owen did this amazing thing to give something back to them.
The sheer thought of how hard that run must have been shows his respect and commitment to putting back into something he clearly cares deeply about.
You can still donate on his Just Giving page — please just take two minutes to even add a pound to the pot, he deserves it.