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Over the last year, running has become one of the most important pillars in my life. It’s so much more than exercise, it has become a tangible symbol of hope, resilience, and strength. Every mile, every 5K, every half marathon has prepared me for what's next: a Marathon. Not just any marathon, but the New York City Marathon. The race through the city that never sleeps, where millions gather to celebrate perseverance, community, and dreams that once felt impossible. For most r

My story of how I was temporarily paralyzed overnight.

Words can’t really express the roller coaster of emotions I felt leading up to race day. No one in my family had ever run this many miles before, and I was doing it a year and a half after I had to relearn how to walk. My parents described me as tenacious, and for the first time, I got a peek of what they had always seen in me. This race healed something inside of me. For the first time in a long time, I felt like I was back in the driver’s seat of my own life. I knew this ra

One of my very first outings after leaving inpatient rehab was a trip to Disney and I was so excited. Disney has always been a place of joy for my family and me, a space where life feels lighter and magic feels possible. So going back, newly disabled, felt both thrilling and intimidating. This time, the parks would look different but I was determined to enjoy them anyway. My family and I stayed at the Swan and Dolphin, and for the weekend we rented an electric scooter. And le

Moving back into my college apartment felt like a dream. After everything I had been through, being back in my own space gave me a sense of comfort and normalcy I had been craving for so long. But I also knew a new challenge was about to begin, physical therapy. For the next few months, I committed to putting in the work twice a week. I walked into my first session not really knowing what to expect. All I knew was that I wanted to get better. I wanted to get stronger. I wante

June 3rd is Global Running Day, and if you had told me a few years ago that I would become a runner, I probably would have laughed. Never in my wildest dreams did I think I would fall in love with running. Then again, I never thought I would wake up paralyzed and have to relearn how to walk. Yet here we are. Running has done so much more for me than I ever imagined possible. In a strange way, it brought me back to life. For a long time, I struggled with chronic back pain, ove

Back in January 2025, I began training for my first long-distance race. At the time, I was still in physical therapy for what felt like forever and I had hit a plateau. More than anything, I had developed a mental block. I was in constant pain, frustrated, stuck in a cycle that I didn’t know how to break. What’s worse, I wasn’t seeing the progress I wanted, and it started to take a toll on me mentally just as much as physically. Then, something shifted. I started seeing video

Fundraising for Cookies for Kids Cancer which supports research for cancer research!

What my life felt like after leaving the hospital and adjusting back into everyday life being newly disabled.

A recap of the Miami 305 Half Marathon weekend