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Rick amputee runner



About 40 years I lost my left leg below the knee. The VA tried many times to fit me with a prosthesis to enable me to walk. The skin damage and scar tissue on what was left of my left leg made walking difficult and always, always painful. The actual loss of my leg never really bothered me, I am not sure why. I really never spent too much time thinking about it. But I do think there was at least one purpose for it....I was always skittish around people in wheelchairs, amputees or most people not "normal". Now I don't even consider the physical appearance when I meet people. It doesn't mean I don't notice but my reaction is pretty much neutral. So, here I was a 21 year old with a limp...I just went on the live my life. I have been blessed with three great children and three (soon to be five) grandkids. All this a great wife and good business made life seem complete. I was settled in and enjoying myself. The in early 2009 my wife started following a comedian she knew from when she was a young girl growing up in Japan. This man was 59 years old (two weeks younger then me) and was starting a around the world ultra-marathon and sailing in a two man boat. She told me he was in the USA having landed in Los Angeles and was running east to New York. I decided to meet him on the road and surprise my wife. I tacked his progress and found him in northen New Mexico. He was very kind to us and I was struck by the inner strength of this man who was running 40-50KM everyday no matter the weather or how he felt that morning. After meeting him several more times in the US I began to think maybe I can walk for a longer distance and maybe even run a little. My wife researched and found a man who was able to fit me with a leg that I was able to walk in and even run a little. The pain is still there but about half of what it used to be...so not too bad at all. There is much more to tell....my wife has a blog that tells the whole story of a 60 year old man refinding lifeL