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In 2009 I returned home from my final deployment in the U.S. Army. I was then promptly asked not to reenlist. My body had borne the brunt of a number of traumatic events and wasn’t up to the task of any more deployments apparently. Lots of time in the hospital, and months of physical therapy didn’t help either.
Despite all the good things that were happening in my live, getting married, reuniting with friends and family, I was slowly finding myself becoming quite depressed. Couple this with me being mildly physically disabled now due to some serious back problems, it lead to me becoming quite the couch potato, and gaining roughly 50lbs over the course of a few years.
After working with a number of physical therapists, we were running out of idea’s for exercise that would hold my attention. I wasn’t interested in going for walks, or really getting out of the house. This just seemed to make things worse.
Fast forward to April 2013. Some friends invited me out to play disc golf. I was instantly hooked. I found myself wanting to be at the course every extra hour of the day. I was so excited I invited my family and friends to start playing with me, and my parents even said they enjoyed it.
Well, a few weeks after my first game, I was out throwing 3x a week and having a blast. Come to find out, my parents had enjoyed it so much, that they were playing almost every morning at the local course as well.
Here we are in November of 2013, and my health (both mental and physical) are excellent. I have lost almost 30lbs playing disc golf, and so has my Father. I have met an excellent group of people through my local course, purchased a basket to practice putt on the days I don’t have time to hit the course, and my entire family plays at least once a week.
Disc golf has brought a community to my life and family that I was seriously lacking. It has increased my quality of life, and my family and I have become quite active in the local groups.
Despite all the good things that were happening in my live, getting married, reuniting with friends and family, I was slowly finding myself becoming quite depressed. Couple this with me being mildly physically disabled now due to some serious back problems, it lead to me becoming quite the couch potato, and gaining roughly 50lbs over the course of a few years.
After working with a number of physical therapists, we were running out of idea’s for exercise that would hold my attention. I wasn’t interested in going for walks, or really getting out of the house. This just seemed to make things worse.
Fast forward to April 2013. Some friends invited me out to play disc golf. I was instantly hooked. I found myself wanting to be at the course every extra hour of the day. I was so excited I invited my family and friends to start playing with me, and my parents even said they enjoyed it.
Well, a few weeks after my first game, I was out throwing 3x a week and having a blast. Come to find out, my parents had enjoyed it so much, that they were playing almost every morning at the local course as well.
Here we are in November of 2013, and my health (both mental and physical) are excellent. I have lost almost 30lbs playing disc golf, and so has my Father. I have met an excellent group of people through my local course, purchased a basket to practice putt on the days I don’t have time to hit the course, and my entire family plays at least once a week.
Disc golf has brought a community to my life and family that I was seriously lacking. It has increased my quality of life, and my family and I have become quite active in the local groups.
