My very first Half was the Scotia bank race two years ago.This was my first race in over 30 years, I was so excited and nervous about the distance but once the horn went off I felt great and ran and ran .The race was going so well there were
so many people there cheering you on and the atmosphere was brilliant.I passed some new friends that I had made in the RR and some others passed me but life was good.I was near the end and shocked that I was running 1 hour 45mins and had 500 meteres to go when a woman collapsed and runners I swear were tripping over her.For a split second I thought do I keep running but no I stopped......yes I did to see if she was fine and she was having an asthma attack and had no strength to reach her puffer so I took it out of her pouch and made her breath into it and screamed for help.Within minutes help came and carried her off ,she thanked me and I continued to run to the end.I am glad I stopped and in the end there will always be another race.