The only reason I joined CFL last summer was for my pops (Eric). I never thought I actually needed to workout myself. After we started going to the free classes I became hooked and jumped on the first chance I got to become a member. I spent my entire last summer, Christmas break, and any weekend I was home from SFA at the Crossfit gym.February 9th of this year changed my life forever. I was riding in the back seat of a friend’s truck when we hit a light pole. Once we made it to the emergency room the nurses immediately found that both feet were shattered and my left ankle broken. A little later (after I complained of having a sore back) the nurses discovered that my L4 vertebrae was broken so close to my spinal cord that I needed emergency surgery. After six hours, my surgeon had removed my vertebrae and three of my disks and replaced them with titanium. I spent six days in the hospital for recovery due to blood loss from the surgery.
When I first started back, all of what little muscle I had before the accident was gone. I lost all flexibility in my legs and back, and anything to do with running or jumping (which is almost everything) sent shocks of pain through my body. It has been a little less than five months since my accident and I have now been back at CFL for about a month. I am still the weakest and slowest person there, but I haven’t once felt ashamed or embarrassed about it. Everyone reassures me by saying, “At least you are here, that’s more than some people can say.” I wouldn’t be able to push through any of the workouts if it weren’t for the encouragement the Crossfit “family” has given me. Even though the WOD’s are more painful than ever for me, I catch myself looking forward to the next one.