If you would’ve told me that I’d be running marathons eight years after I was diagnosed with MS, I would’ve thought you were crazy. My doctors would’ve too. I thought for sure I’d eventually end up in a wheel chair, or with a cane, unable to walk on my own. I was scared and confused. All the drug names and side effects being thrown at me were enough to make me want to crawl into bed and never leave. My…
As a young kid I was somewhat athletic. I enjoyed playing sports. My dad taught me how to throw a ball pretty well, and we would spend hours playing catch and throwing the football around. During elementary school I loved track and field and collected quite a few 1st and 2nd place ribbons throughout those six years. I went to a very small school and there wasn’t a lot of competition, but I felt confident in my abilities! My First…