“A fire was burning deep inside that wanted to further, faster, harder. I pushed harder than I’d ever pushed before, because the limits I thought existed turned out to be more of a suggestion.”
“Maybe if I hadn’t had all those boring-ass moments in waiting rooms contemplating my mortality I’d still have ventured out a little, but somehow that time with the possibility of death feeling much more real and close makes me tilt. It tilts me when life asks me, again and again: would you rather sit, or go see some of this mad, fantastic world, and see how far this body can take you? It tilts me toward yes many more times than no.” ~Yiling Wong
Meet Matt, my husband. With any strong marriage there have been ups and downs but he has always been there, by my side. I asked him to write a piece for Friends of 32-Miles. I asked him to share what it was like to be a caregiver to a cancer survivor- how exercise helped pull us through the hard times.
“The gym was the only place I could face the trauma. It was the only place I felt peace and comfort during one of the darkest times of my life.”
“Instead of fighting against myself and hating my body for not performing like my pre cancer days, I decided to change my outlook and love my body for being able to just get up and get moving after all it had endured.”