My story about Scott Johnson, the first man with cystic fibrosis to complete an Ironman

My story about Scott Johnson is out in the newest issue of North Brunswick Magazine. Pretty amazing guy, Scott. Nearly died like, a million times from cystic fibrosis. Then he got a lung transplant. Then he started doing triathlons. Then he became the first man with CF to finish an Ironman. 

Love writing about guys like him. 

A huge tribal tattoo sweeps over his right shoulder, cascading into his torso and back. On his legs, a shark tattoo adorns one calf, an Ironman logo the other. 

Yet somehow the scars stand out more.

Two line the bottom of his pectorals. A few more his ribs. Thenthere’s the big one, the gash through his stomach that looks like a Caesarian gone horror movie.

“All my tattoos have meaning,” says Leland resident Scott Johnson, pulling his shirt back down.

A Maori -- a native New Zealander -- designed the big one on his shoulder. The shark tattoo, an imaginary hybrid, combines two real sharks tattooed on Johnson’s two best friends. The Ironman tattoo coincides fittingly with every scar, both the intentional and the necessary.

The story has been well-chronicled in years now long past by myriad media, print and television alike. Now however, as Johnson hits the tail end of his triathlon career, his story is worth sharing one more time.

Read the rest at NorthBrunswickMagazine.com