My RA Story

On November 3rd it was the New York City Marathon and my 23 year-old son was running. I went to the city very early to see him pass just after it started. After that, I tried to go to the end of the race to see him again but the city was crazy that day. It was very difficult for me to take the subway and I couldn’t get there on time. Even though I got very tired and at the end I felt like I ran the marathon myself, it was worth it to see the happiness on the runners face for their participation. We as a family were very proud also.

I saw myself reflected in the achievements of my son long ago when I was feeling energetic, and capable of doing anything and I was in a good shape I started running but it didn’t pass too long before I had to stop when my back started hurting really bad. The lack of support in my feet due to clubfoot makes my whole body to be badly positioned and cause me pain in the lower back, knees, ankles, hips, neck, etc … My dream was to one day run in a marathon.

After I had the opportunity to be an observant at such a glorious event, it ocurred to me that I could still be part of it but in a different way. I decided that I’m going to register to run in the marathon next year in the wheelchair category with the support of my family. I know it sounds easier said than done but I cannot afford to stop dreaming because I have a disease. I am not a quitter!

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