Most people would’ve taken that accident as a sign to slow down.
To stop.
But I’m not most people.
I spent months rehabbing, building myself back from scratch.
I could’ve used the accident as an excuse, but I used it as fuel instead.
I got back into the gym, rebuilt my strength, and reclaimed my ability to walk with the same hunger that kept me alive through all those surgeries as a kid.
I’ve put in over 10,000 hours of training in my life—hours that forged my body into what it is today.
It’s not about the aesthetics. It’s about being unbreakable.
The accident?
Just another obstacle that pushed me to become stronger, mentally and physically.