Ronnie Adams

October 30, 2019

October 30, 2019 “I am almost 50 years old and far from an athlete. Growing up I was slow and weak. Playing organized sports was never a serious option as I just could never keep up. I grew up in a small South Louisiana town that didn’t even have a red light. Baseball was big in those days and most of my friends played. I tried early on but it didn’t take long to realize that I needed another hobby. After age 15 I never played a sport again. The notion would come up now and again but it didn’t take long after picking up a glove or volley ball that I knew sports just wasn’t for me. Then in May of 2014 something horrific happened. I was working on a Master’s Degree in Public Health at LSU when one morning during class my phone started blowing up. My mother had been found in her home, murdered. There was nearly a year long investigation before a suspect was finally arrested and eventually convicted and sent to prison. This was a dark time in my life. I had twins under the age of two and I was trying to complete my

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