If I were to ask friends to describe me, I guess the words “enthusiastic, energetic, loud, bonkers, bossy, gossip, driven, and competitive” may be some of the first which come to mind (not necessarily in that order). Ever since my school days, I’ve always pushed myself and if I set myself a goal I’ll do everything possible I can to achieve it. At school and at university I pushed myself to excel academically. Although I enjoyed playing lots of sports, a typical Saturday at uni might involve a hockey match for the medics’ “drinking” team, followed by a tennis match with friends and a college squash match. I didn’t do any of them particularly seriously and was definitely a “participant” rather than a “competitor”. I think my year book entry at Oxford described me as something along the lines of a very noisy, energiser bunny!
My route through medicine
I did my undergraduate degree in Cambridge and then moved to Oxford for clinical medicine, qualifying as a doctor in 2003.
Then followed a few years where, like many junior doctors, I was working hard (at the Queens Medical Centre in Nottingham), partying hard and getting through my post-graduate exams as quickly as possible. When I finished these I was fortunate enough to get a training number in oncology at Nottingham City Hospital, where I worked for nearly three years before moving back to Cambridge to start a research PhD on kidney cancer in 2009. Oncology is an incredibly rewarding specialty to work in; people assume it’s depressing which isn’t true. Oncologists are privileged doctors who have the opportunity to forge exceptionally strong relationships with their patients. Developments in medical research mean treatments are continuously evolving and improving and it’s exciting scientifically. My long term career ambition is to work as an oncologist in a university hospital and run clinical trials aimed at improving treatment strategies alongside my clinical practice. You need a strong basic science background for this, which is why I put my clinical career on hold for a few years to do my PhD. I was fortunate enough to receive full funding from Cancer Research UK to support my research.
Lucy and Triathlon
I entered my first triathlon in 2005 in the same way that most people decide to do a marathon – I wanted a challenge. Someone suggested the London Triathlon. So I bought a bike and a wetsuit, did a bit of training and finished the race. Like every novice I questioned what on earth I was doing before the start, lining up at the docks with an army of wetsuit clad women, all of whom seemed to be far less clueless than me. This all changed the minute the start gun went off, and running down the finish, mid-pack, with a huge beam on my face I realised I would definitely be doing more triathlons in the future!
Shortly after that a long term relationship ended and I suddenly found myself with a lot more time on my hands. One of the medical students I was teaching at the time mentioned the word “Ironman” to me and explained what it entailed. Ridiculous I thought…..until a friend in a night club dared me to do one the next year. The idea slowly grew on me and (as you do!) I decided if I was still single by New Year’s Day I’d enter one. So I guess it was fate that on New Year’s Eve in Scotland I met someone (from then on jokingly referred to as Ironman Geek or IMG, though of course I am now far more of an IMG than he!) who had done an Ironman. He said it was one of the most incredible experiences of his life. On 2nd January I ran a half marathon on the treadmill. On 3rd January I entered Ironman UK.
Looking back I had absolutely no idea what I had let myself in for. I found a free training plan on the internet and did every single session on my own without an ipod. All this was intermingled with night shifts, my final post-graduate exam and job applications. I did nearly all of my long runs hungover and all my friends thought I was utterly mad (except for IMG who was the only person I knew who thought I would actually finish it). Crossing that finish line I was completely and utterly elated. I had achieved the impossible, and loved it. Job done! In fact I ended up winning my age group and qualifying for Hawaii, something I only realised when I was looking at the results online at work the next day.