There are a few things I know about myself. I often compare myself to myself at other points in time and realize that is not healthy. I am extremely competitive against myself and I push myself way harder than a human should be pushed.
I had a pretty severe bicycle accident in 2006/7 when I was training for Ironman Wisconsin. It resulted in 18 procedures/surgeries and the finale was the loss of my right kidney. I was hit by a car and needless to say, my road biking/triathlon career ended at that precise moment... that is fine with me. It was then. It was at a time. My CF spiraled out of control from that point until now (simply just meaning the last 2 weeks) and I was unable to re-reach that physical fitness, but I've never lost hope that I will one day run 6x a week. As they say, "Every journey must start with a single step." (I did not coin that phrase, and I'm sure I got it wrong, but credit where credit is due.) Today I no longer want to be 5% body fat. Today I want to be happy.
That all being said. I LOVE with all my heart and soul, to run. I love the motion, the speed (or lack of speed as these days would have it), the sweatiness, the dried salt all over my body, the mental clarity...
I Love to Run.
I went through the archives (then) to reminisce and I was thrilled that I had that time, then... but you know... I am much happier and stronger now.
The following photos are circa 2004-2007
Those are all pretty cool pictures to have in my scrapbook.. but wait.. look at this joy
This is me now (today actually) happily propelling forward in some motion... I guess until you can't do something you don't realize how happy you really are doing it.
I am blessed because I can breathe.
