Born with Heart
As I sit here thinking about my sore neck, back and tush from riding 175 miles in the MS 150 last weekend, Cody McCasland humbles me. Now, I could be writing this same post about the many MS sufferers around the world, including the bicyclist I saw Saturday in Bellville, riding the same distance I did under the same conditions. I planned to. They inspire me. Today I woke up and saw Cody, though, and I have to link you up with him instead.
Cody was born without some of the parts I take for granted each time I pedal a bike (or run, or swim): knees, tibias, ankles, feets.
But Cody was born with HEART.
Last weekend Cody did something few people would expect he could do; he did something even fewer people will do in their lives; he did it at the age of EIGHT. He completed a triathlon.
Now, go out and do something amazing today. All you need is heart, like Cody, to break through your own barriers and LIVE.