Two runners are massive inspirations to me...
Both suffer(ed) partial sight, whilst not blind, they had extreme difficulty, making out much detail at all, recognizing you by the sound of your voice.
The first, has now unfortunately passed away, being involved in an accident whilst out training, his name was Paul Pearce and one of hte most special people I've ever met. He was the blind world marathon champion, and yet he encourage everyone, regardless of standard. Many runners his standard simply "dissappear" after races, he'd go back and try and cheer the rest of his team mates on as they finished. He was the first runner who truly made me believe that I could actually be pretty good.
The second, is with us, and his name is Noel Thatcher, who carried the flag for the British Paralympic team in Athens and has gold medals at the paralymipcs from 84-00. A truly outstanding runner, he always put a massive amount of effort in. Not only pushing himself to the limit but inspiring others as well.
The lady who started me running was my mum, and I'll always owe her that debt...still not going to clean my room though!