I’ve known the man since I was 15 years old (lets not do the math…suffice to say a very long time) so I can barely remember a time, in my life, without him in it.
Everyday I am grateful that we share so many common interests and that he “gets” what I do and why I do it. There is no explanation needed or conversations to be had about getting up at 4am to train or race. He doesn’t question the weeks of textbooks, notebooks, and papers spread all over the dining room table as I try to write the next best training block.
He just knows…. he understands…. he gets it.
I just love him to pieces and am so glad to be sharing my life with him.
Train Happy, My Friends!