I want to recognize my wife, Janice. She’s been there for it all. She was there for my first duathlons, triathlons, the mountain centuries and even 24 hour cancer fundraisers. She’s been there on training routes to pass me cold water bottles and food.
She’s been on almost every course pushing me and at almost every finish to cheer me home. She’s made “Allez, Allez Daddy” signs with our sons and taught them how to ring the cow bell. She’s followed along 100 plus mile courses through the mountains making sure she could check on me and cheer me through six hours of pedaling.
She, along with our oldest son, would be cheering me on if only for a few seconds as I pedaled by. They would jump back in the car and find their way around the race route to another cheering stop. I remember a few points in tough rides where I thought I was drained.
Through lots of love, prayers, smiles, cheers and even some tears… I’ve made it through every mile with the help of my biggest fan. I’m not quite sure what I’m striving for on the bike mile after mile, year after year… but I can’t thank her enough for sticking with me in this journey.
And as I continue to mash the pedals for the next cycling challenge, I’m comforted knowing this: She’s that extra hit of hydration, that additional nibble of nutrition, that supplemental surge in my legs and the ” I have it all” in my heart.
I have an immense amount of gratitude and love for all that she is and all that she does.
She’s always been there and I can’t thank her enough!