When I was little, I absolutely loved anything having to do with speed. Whether riding my bike as fast as possible, having friends run as they pushed me in my wheelchair or blazing down a ski trail, nothing excited me more than going at top speed(in the interest of full disclosure, I STILL love going at top speed)! This is probably why I also loved watching sports where speed was the ultimate goal. I use the term \u201cwatch\u201d loosely because watching generally meant that while a sport was on t.v., little Allison would cheer loudly for the person she wanted to win, jump up and down on the couch and stomp her feet in sheer excitement to will her chosen athlete to victory. By the time I was done \u201cwatching\u201d these sporting events, I was so out of breath you would have thought I was the one competing!<\/p>\n

One of my favorite sports to \u201cwatch\u201d was track. And I especially enjoyed watching the track events at the summer Olympics. One summer afternoon, I was watching the Olympics and rooting for the track star, Flo Jo(I loved her nails!). After watching some of my other favorite track stars win their events and receive their Olympic medals, I had an epiphany.<\/p>\n

I went and found my dad as quickly as possible, which was fairly easy because he was in his favorite weekend position\u2026 relaxing in the lounge chair in our living room, reading the newspaper peacefully. I did what any self-respecting 5 year old would do when confronted with a parent who is relaxing- I interrupted him to share my earth-shattering epiphany.<\/p>\n

\u201cDAAAD!! I\u2019ve got to tell you something!!\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cOk, what is it?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cI\u2019m gonna be the first person with CP to win an Olympic gold medal in track!\u201d<\/p>\n

At this point, my father had many options for how to respond. He could have responded according to the current reality, which was I had only recently graduated from using a walker to crutches to help me walk and my running involved me falling more than actually moving in a forward direction. But, my dad being, well, my dad, responded by saying,<\/p>\n

\u201cYou can do it!! You\u2019ll have to work harder than the other runners because of the CP. But, your mom and I will be in the front row with the camera when you get your gold!\u201d<\/p>\n

With that support, there were only two things to do\u2026 figure out my training regimen and get to the 2000-something Olympics! I was convinced that my dad and mom had already bought their airline tickets and were waiting for me to become a word-class runner. That afternoon I began training, which amounted to me running in circles in our backyard. I\u2019m fairly certain that our neighbors were wondering what on earth I was doing. But that was ok; I knew I was preparing to be an Olympian! Well, after a few days of falling repeatedly, hurting a few of my joints and having some serious spasms, I realized perhaps being an Olympic track star was not quite what I was meant to do. I was content with cheering for others as they ran track.<\/p>\n

As an adult, when people ask me how I accomplished everything I have so far, I often recount this story and say my parents instilled in me the belief that I could accomplish absolutely anything I put my mind to. For so long, I thought this(my parents\u2019 firm belief in my possibilities) was the most important part of my Olympic aspirations. Sometimes, I felt a bit uneasy about having set a goal and not reaching it. However, when I relayed this story to someone a few weeks ago, I realized that I had achieved my goal. Don\u2019t worry, you didn\u2019t miss the headline of me winning an Olympic gold medal.<\/p>\n

Instead, I came to understand that little Allison\u2019s true goal in saying that she wanted to become an Olympian was to be a trailblazer. 5 year old Allison believed that if she became a gold medalist, she would have done something that the world assumed someone with CP could not do. Her goal underlying her Olympic dreams was to show the world the abilities of those with disabilities.<\/p>\n

This summer, I realized that I did become a trailblazer by being the first person with CP to earn a PhD in economics from MIT. I had done something that many assumed would be too challenging for me. And yes, my family and friends were in the front row when I crossed that stage. However, they didn\u2019t have cameras\u2026 they had smartphones! Here\u2019s to blazing trails whether on a track or in the classroom!<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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