I'm having a tough time thinking about running in my first race as an amputee. To have something so very part of your core being taken away and then given another chance fills me with emotion. It is still surreal: my foot was amputated so that I might run again. This day seemed so far away when I was in the hospital; I knew it as going to happen, but now that it is, it is more difficult than I dreamed.
Oh, what a lucky man I am.