“Life should not be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a pretty and well-preserved body, but rather to skid in broadside in a cloud of smoke, thoroughly used up, totally worn out, and loudly proclaiming “Wow! What a Ride!”.
Jordana Blackman tells us about her moment of clarity. Just days before her 25th birthday, she was told that she had a deadly tumour (also known as a melanoma) growing on her chest. Overnight her world was turned upside down.
“Today, I have a pretty good collection of scars all over my body, and I can honestly say I don’t regret a single one of them. Not the big one on my hip from my first gravity enduro event which reminds me of when I was brave enough to try something new and scary. Not the stretchmarks on my breasts and thighs, mementos of how my body changed over the course of a year in response to the intense training regime I undertook to complete one of the most gruelling physical challenges in the world. Not the ones on my knee and hand from the morning I got up at 3.30am to go running and proved that when I say I’m going to do something, I do it. All of these shiny white memories are part of my story.”
Read her inspiring journey from a body conscious teenager to an adult with scars, each one with a story to tell in The story behind the scars.