Many years ago, I was one of the top 100 junior surfers in the world, weeks away from turning professional. On March 25, 1996, on a morning like any other Malibu morning, I pulled inside a barrel and got thrown headfirst into a shallow sandbar. The impact broke my sixth vertebrae and I instantly became a quadriplegic. The good news ... my story didn't end that day in the ocean. With the help of the surf community, I got back into the sport I loved; and in 2015, I became the world champion of adaptive surfing.
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