This post is for him.
This all started a long time ago with my dad's marathons and bike races and all of his events. I was the little tag along with my parents. Then eventually my dad started signing me up for the 5ks to run with him. Although I was not the greatest runner by any means, but he got me started young and that is what I attribute my success to. We ran a bunch of Holiday 5ks out in Holladay (where we used to live). He would run with me until close to the end then would tell me I need to beat 6 people (meaning pass 6 of the people currently ahead of me) and he will take me out to breakfast. Man, I had to do it, and every race I tried, one I even threw up at the end. But I think I only passed all the people once, so when we got home I would make him breakfast since I didn't make it.
To me I didn't fail. If anything I got stronger and had a better time with my dad because he would encourage me and give me all sorts of advice. Making breakfast for my dad made my morning. That was my favorite thing to make and it was always just fun being with my dad.
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Spudman 2009 |
My dad did his first Triathlon with me just days before I got married. I signed him up for the Spudman and he did it with me, it meant SO much to me to do such a great event with my dad, it was like a last ho-rah before getting married.
I love my family. I miss them dearly.
I want to thank my daddy for always being such a wonderful support to me, and always being at my races, whether physically or just in your support. I wish I was in NC with you and Jake this weekend to build a bike, and to go for bike rides in non freezing weather. Missing my family. I love you guys!!
Thanks Dad for your support and love.
Love,
Sweet Pea <3