We never heard the starter gun, but we were in a new race. One where the finish line was headed right for us.
ALS has always terrified me. But as I watch this, and listen to the way he talks about how it affected his dad, it just reinforces the idea that the finish line is headed for us regardless. It came a little earlier than expected for his dad (in a particularly tortuous way), but nobody is guaranteed the 20 or 30 years he missed.
Plus, you know, beautiful cinematography, windsurfing (apparently I want to be a windsurfer), and motorcycles in the desert. These people know how to get me.
Bonus quote, from the description:
The proper function of man is to live, not exist. I shall not waste my days in trying to prolong them, I shall use my time.