On October 8th, 2011 I was run over by a freight truck while cycling. I have been an athlete most of my life, and in the blink of an eye my life was changed forever. Over a year later my body is full of scars, but I am alive and because of the love and generosity of my friends, family, and the healing power of God I am here. My pelvis was snapped into two pieces, and my hips pulled through my body, my leg was badly degloved, along with my stomach, and lower back. On February 24th, I will run a half marathon with friends and my dear husband. I will run slowly, but consistent in belief that like all trauma it takes a fighting warrior to survive.