…123 Days Until Race Day
This is Colby.
This is Colby‘s story, in his own words.
“I am currently 24.
I was 9 when I was diagnosed with an Epedymoma, a brain tumor. My treatment lasted about 4 months but has impacted my entire life.
I was diagnosed on December 19, 2001. I had surgery to completely remove the tumor on January 11, 2002. I started radiation on February 13 that lasted for 6 weeks.
I was declared cancer free on April 10,2002.
Although I struggled in school with memory problems, I was able to graduate and went on to complete a diesel mechanics certificate.
However, as I was finishing that up I began having seizures. It took a long time for the doctors to find the right combination of medicine to control my seizures.
I have not been able to work because I wasn’t able to drive for a while and had a lot of issues with the medicines. I am currently on two different kinds that have controlled my seizures for over a year now.
I am, however, a volunteer firefighter in my home town and I hope that one day I can fulfill my dreams of becoming a full-time firefighter in a big town.
I still struggle with lots of memory issues and impulse control but I am thankful for the doctors at Texas Children’s Cancer Center for saving my life.
I know that God has a plan for me and I will continue to fight through my struggles.”
Today’s boxing workout was dedicated to Colby because, obviously, he’s a fighter, but also because the gym (Baby Bull Boxing) borders a street that is Colby‘s last name. Plus, Colby‘s last name is the first name of one of the best boxers to ever enter the ring.
I don’t remember how many rounds we boxed today, but I think it was somewhere near 8 total rounds. Maybe more. Maybe less. I did dry-heave 3 times. What did my coach tell me as I’m bent over, gagging? “You gotta push through that. Come on. Keep going.” Brian Caldwell…he’s so compassionate.
Colby, we knocked it out today, brother.
Who will you meet tomorrow?