A big thank you to all of you who contributed to my Walk to Believe. I raised over $21,000 from an incredible 85 different supporters.
When a head-on bicycling crash with an SUV crushed my spine and left me a paraplegic in 2011, I found very little inspiration from my very broken body.
My dad died three years ago today at the age of 89 and this anniversary has me re-thinking a lot about what he might have wanted me to embrace.
When I was recuperating 5 years ago after a negligent, drowsy driver hit my bicycle head on and left me with a crushed spine, the staff at the Kessler Institute for Rehabilitation in West Orange, NJ, tried to teach us not to focus on a cure...
We’ve never been great about cleaning out the garage, but we were tackling it early last month when my wife, exasperated again, asked what I wanted to do with the scrappy black garbage bag filled with “my accident stuff.”
I’ve always loved water sports -- swimming, kayaking, water skiing, scuba diving -- but the only water I’m sporting in these days is the shower.
It has been more than 3 years since I’ve seen the trauma surgeon who saved my life -- not once, but twice. In the first few months following the bicycling accident that left me a paraplegic, she was the thread that held it all together.
From the moment I arrived at the rehab hospital to learn how to live with paralysis, people were asking me what sort of adaptive sport I’d get involved in. Though it seemed like a given to everyone else, for me it was anything but.
This Thanksgiving weekend marked the 4th anniversary of my near-death accident when an out-of-control SUV with a sleeping driver barreled into my bicycle.
People always want to know how we came up with the idea of LeanOnWe. Well, to make a bad pun, it was something that I literally fell into after being hit head-on while bicycling one autumn day in 2011.