Celebrating my 50th & moving on…

This week I passed two significant milestones.

Tuesday was exactly 5 years since my neurosurgeon formally discharged me from his care, following treatment for a serious brain injury that paralysed the whole right side of my body and left me unable to speak. It was 6 months after I first went into hospital.

Yesterday I completed my 50th Park run since starting to run again almost two years ago. Although it was my fastest time for several months, that was completely unimportant. Being able to enjoy the feeling of running, breathing the clear fresh air, hearing the birds sing in the trees against bright blue sky – that’s what meant the most. Thanking God for my journey and the changed person I have become is equally important.  As I ran I thought about my family, church fellowship, friends and the medical team who have helped me get to this point.

My wife Alyson (my greatest supporter of all) often tells me that I should ‘move on’. This does not mean to forget; just not to dwell on the past and look more to the future. I feel that this is the time to take up that call.

I will always have my current symptoms of fatigue, memory issues, weakness and balance problems, but I am determined that these will not stop me from seeking new challenges and adventures.

We never know what will happen in the future, and the fact that a friend from church was diagnosed with a brain tumour and had a stroke a few weeks ago, is a painful reminder of that.

I will wear my red 50th Park Run shirt with pride and, all being well, will get my black 100th in the next two years – I tend to run once a fortnight.  By that time retirement may have happened and who knows where that will lead us.

For now my faith is stronger, my confidence has returned, my stress level is controlled (partly as I can’t hold too many things in my mind so forget what I should be worrying about!), and my general health is reasonable.

Time to ‘move on’…