What started as a weight loss journey became something more.
In October I was involved in a hit and run of my motorcycle by a drunk driver , what should have killed me didn't. I was left with a broken ankle, toes, fibula, shattered wrist, and a few more injuries.
My life was completely flipped from the amazing progress I was making in the gym, to the amazing experience I encountered while riding to being bedridden for almost 3 months. It was a mental battle during the time unsure of how everything will heal, the constant question of why did this happen. Constant silent night praying that I will heal correctly and fast.
When the time came and I got the approval to do light exercise I wasted no time I wasn't going to let my injuries hold me back.
To me this was my rebirth and my motivation to become better than my past self