
My story
How I got here
On October 6, 2002, a driver crossed the median on Interstate 40 and hit me head on. I was airlifted out, took twenty two units of blood and came home with five plates and twenty one screws in my arms. Doctors gave me three to five years to get my body back. It took five months.
The hardware healed. The scar tissue, the nervous system and the sleep didn't come with a plan. In 2014 a friend sent me Dave Asprey's Bulletproof site and I went looking for what actually works. In 2015 I walked into my first biohacking conference, and I've been in those rooms ever since.
At a speaking event years ago, a friend joked that another guy in the room was the Connector, so I had to be the SuperKonnector. The K is for Klein. It stuck because it's true. And the lucky timing that keeps putting the right people in front of me? I call that Stevendipity. It happens all the time.






