This all started several years ago on a 6am run session. We were struggling our way round the regular 10km loop and looking for distraction. I was heading to a conference where I was hosting a world cafe session. The ice breaker was to ask “how would your friends describe you?”. So I asked my friends what I should reply.

You’re Wilma from Scooby Doo  came the reply. The sensible one. The smart one. The one who wears the glasses. But is still crazy enough to chase ghosts.

Let’s not get hung up on the fact that Wilma isn’t actually Wilma. She’s Velma. But now I’m Wilma and I need to live up to it.