Norm and I met back in 2006 when I joined the neighborhood softball team. It was a tight-knit group of guys that had “founded” the community in 2004.
My family and I moved from California in late 2005, about a year after the first wave of residents. I was 26, just out of the Navy and full of confidence, youth and naivety.
One day we were playing a double-header and I got brought in from the outfield to play first base in the second game. Toward the end of the game I was having a hard time getting to the errant balls being thrown at me with my glove too small to adequately catch first base balls. I told the guys to try and get the balls up so I could possibly make a play. In my head I wasn’t trying to be derogatory or mean, just doing what I was used to doing in competitive sports.
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A few months ago, my friend Norm, invited me to train with him for the 2016 Chattanooga Half Ironman. When he told me that it was a charity called Mended Little Hearts and that I would run in honor of his little boy, Witt, I couldn’t say no. Witt received a heart transplant shortly after he came into this world. This kid is the most positive fighter I have ever met. I am honored to have a small part of this journey for raising awareness about heart diseases and healthy heart lifestyles. Here is a little video that highlights a small portion of Witt’s journey:
Witt’s Journey from Norm Deane on Vimeo.
Follow me through the ups and downs of training as I run for people like Witt Deane, Jody McBrayer and Andrew Bolin.
I absolutely hated running. I thought is was boring, monotonous and you always feel so tired and out of shape. Well, I no longer feel that way. It is like a drug. It is like the road calls to you when you are away, teasing you. It is there, waiting to be conquered. My muscles are sore, my body is tired, but I long to be back on the road. Each run I get more confident and less fatigued. I feel I can run longer and farther each time.
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I have so many thoughts, ideas and oddities rolling around in my head, that I need to get them down. I guess the beginning of my new life started when I turned 30. Karyn and I had been going to a small church for 2 years and never connected there. We decided to try another church, called Rolling Hills Community Church. Just about every Sunday we have been there, it is like God has spoken directly to us. One Sunday, I got convicted by the New Testament story, where Jesus told the man to sell everything and give it to the poor and follow HIM. The man didn’t because he had great wealth. I felt convicted that day to sell my Xbox and give the money to the poor. Out of obedience I did just that. Karyn was shocked since Xbox was on almost every day and late into the night at our house. It was an escape, an isolation, an addiction. It became my god and consumed my thoughts. It wasn’t as hard as I thought it would be to give it up. I sold it on eBay and gave the money to Nashville Rescue Mission. The money would go to serve something like 300+ meals. It’s hard to imagine that while I was playing “games” and wasting my time, that could have gone to something to help someone in need.
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