Diary of a Gen Z Student: I did a half-marathon, who knew hell came with a fan club?

I’ll be honest, I’m by no means an athlete. The odd pilates or yoga class is what I would usually consider my peak performance

Jane Cowan: "I nearly slapped a man telling us to pick up the pace, while he sipped a cup of tea by his front door." Picture: Moya Nolan

ON Sunday, I pried my jaded eyes open at what felt like 5am.

Cursing both daylight savings and the January version of myself that decided to sign up to run the inaugural Dublin City Half Marathon, I slid into a pair of shorts, inhaled some pre-race Coco Pops, and jogged to the train station with my older sister carrying some safety pins and our race numbers.