I have a vague memory, sometime from the early 1990s, of my mother running the Dublin Women’s Mini Marathon. It was, as I recall, part of an initiative to raise money for my primary school, on whose board of management my mother served as the parent’s association representative. Either that, or it was a collective motivational effort on behalf of the local “keep fit” organisation she attended at the time. One or the other, anyway.
The point being, it will not I hope embarrass my mother to say, she got a medal. Not for finishing first or second, but one of those medals they give out to participants…