Why I Started First Stride: From Wheelchair to Finish Line

When I was 13, I was told I’d never walk again.

After a life-altering accident, I found myself wheelchair-bound, facing surgeries, rehab, and a future that felt uncertain at best. Doctors prepared my family for a long road—if there even was one. But one day, something changed. I wiggled my toes. And soon after that? I walked.

Not long after, I joined my high school’s cross country team—not because I was fast, but because I could. Running became my way to celebrate what my body could do, to build strength both physically and mentally. I fell in love with distance. With pushing limits. With feeling free.

From there, I kept going—first a half marathon, then a full. I started leading a “Couch to 5K” program at my local gym, and watching beginner runners transform—seeing their doubt turn into pride—lit something in me. In university, I kept running for fun. It became my favorite way to explore new cities, connect with new people, and find clarity during chaotic seasons.

When I moved to D.C., I joined my first official run club and everything clicked. I had found my people. People who ran not for medals, but for joy, for connection, for themselves. That same community later brought me to the start line of my first-ever ultra relay—from Los Angeles to Las Vegas. Was it scary? Absolutely. Was it worth it? Every single mile.

Then came Mexico. While pursuing my MBA, I joined a local run club and quickly began exploring the city on foot. I invited classmates to join me. I trained them for their first races. I got to witness running unlock a whole new version of themselves—just like it had for me.

When I moved back to D.C., I started Southside Speedsters, a running club designed especially for beginner runners. People who were just dipping their toes in. People who said, “I’ve never run more than a mile.” People who went on to run 10 miles, and beyond. They inspired me daily. Their grit and growth? It was magic. And it made me want to be better for them.

That’s when I knew it was time to get certified.

Because while personal experience is powerful, I wanted to bring knowledge, tools, and structure to the people I coached. I wanted to serve beginners with more than just encouragement—I wanted to serve them with education, strategy, and a whole lot of heart.

That’s how First Stride was born.

A space for beginner runners who want support, not pressure. Progress, not perfection. A coach who’s walked (and run) in their shoes.

Whether you’re working toward your first mile, your first 5K, or just trying to start, I’m here for it—and I’m here for you.

Let’s take that first stride. Together.