Family: *says something racist*
Family: *says something sexist*
Family: *says something homophobic*
Family: *makes fun of people with tattoos*
Family: *tells you why you’re bad at life*
Family: why don’t you wanna spend time with us?
I was born with bad lungs and a myriad of allergies. I grew up being told I’d never be an athlete. I grew up being told that physical challenges were not for me, I had a sharp mind, I didn’t need them.
Growing up, constantly being told about your limitations often makes your believe them. The burning pain asthma gave me in my lungs made me believe I was incapable of fitness.
Last month I ran 6km in 45 minutes. The longest distance I’ve ever run and the most amount of time I’ve ever been able to run for. While asthma may have hit me hard since then, and reduced me back to 4km, I don’t care. I’ve achieved something that no doctors or family members ever thought I was going to do. I surpassed limitations, and I intend to continue to do so. I’m proud of what I’ve done, and I will do better still.