It was the end of a long day and Trisha Meili, a young New York stockbroker, was just out for a run. At 9.35 p.m. on April 19, 1989, as she jogs alone near 102nd Street in Central Park, she is attacked, raped, savagely beaten and left for dead. She is found hours later by two men wandering the park. When she arrives in the emergency room her body temperature is 85 degrees, she's in a coma and has lost so much blood that the doctors simply cannot comprehend why she is still alive. I AM THE CENTRAL PARK JOGGER takes readers back to the scene of a harrowing crime and recounts the mesmerizing, often heart-wrenching story of human strength and transcendent recovery that involved a family, a hospital, a city, in fact an entire nation of supporters. But for Trisha the crime is not the climax, it's the beginning of her journey. This indelible, moving, tough-minded self portrait weaves the story of emergency room workers, doctors, nurses, investigators, family, colleagues, friends and strangers into a haunting narrative not about vengeance or hate but about hope and possibility, about the mystery of life and its ability to endure.