Ran the Warrior Dash and damn it feels good. If you know anything about my past, then you know my on going battle with doctors telling me "No, you can't do that" and how much it pissed me off. For so many years I had been held back and kept from the things I love. Running stopped when I was 12, skateboarding stopped when I was 16, paintball stopped when I was 24, rock climbing stopped when I was 25, piece by piece my life was stripped away from me. Each thing that was taken from me made me more pissed and more determined to be 'normal' (yes, I use that term loosely). After finally caving in and having a surgery that almost killed me, this weekend was my proof that I am back. One short run was all I needed to finally feel like I was where I should be. I do not take for granted that most people do not have the same outcome, and they suffer constant pain from the instruments used to fuse their spines. Thank you to everybody who encouraged me and made me want it that much more. Now I just need that zipper pull tattooed on my scar and I am set!
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