Did you lose your mobility because you became morbidly obese? If so, disgusting. But you know that- and you have a tremendous amount of respect from me (whatever that's worth to you) for getting your shit together and being a man. I say this as a man who was fat as a kid. I got picked on for it a little (I was too big to really bully too much). Early in high school, I got tired of being fat, tired of being ignored by girls- so i started running. Didn't take long before girls starting noticing me, I became much more confident and thus attracted more friends/girls. All because I decided to take what I wanted. This is true masculinity- knowing what you want, and going hardly to get it.
If you lost your mobility due to injury/illness, and you still managed to overcome this, you have nothing but admiration from me.
Unfortunately, a rare chronic illness that rather altered my life.
The doctors were all waiting for me to die. Instead I clawed my way back from the abyss one step at a time.
I managed to arrive at a place I can live with. Without a wheel chair.
In the summer I train.
In the winter I shovel snow.
Is it hard? Yes it is hard. You know what I think about on the road? If that motherfucker Terry Fox could walk halfway across the country on one leg, with cancer, then I can do another lap. It doesn't matter that it is hard.
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