Chapter 2
I AM A RUNNER.
That's what I do.
That's who I am.
Running is all I know, or want or care about.
It was a race across the soccer field in a third grade that swept me into my true love of running.
Breathing the sweet smell of spring grass.
Sailing over dots of blooming clover.
Beating all the boys.
All of them.
After that, I couldn't stop. I ran everywhere. Raced everyone I loved the wind across my cheeks, and through my hair.
Running aired my soul
It made me feel alive.
And now?
I'm stuck in this bed, knowing I'll never run again.