Who needs a sponsor?
Posted on Tuesday, May 28, 2013
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Holy Swag BATMAN! I went to the post and did I hit the MOTHER LOAD. Who needs a sponsor with an Iron Big Bro like Sam. That's Sam and his lovely wife Emi. I met Sam at my OPIC's house 6 years ago and we've been family ever since.
Sam is a former pro and one of the most knowledgeable, generous, encouraging, AMAZING people I have ever had the privileged to call friend. Emi is currently ranked 56 out of the top 100 women pros and she is a absolute delight. They truly are the PERFECT couple and I was so happy when they finally found each other.
It wasn't until I unpacked all the the goodies that I realized they had given me Emi's Kona gear. Transition Bag, Helmet, Race Belt and Bib it was all there... I can't think of an adjective for, humbled, undeserving, stunned. Needless to say I was all of those things.
Sam also threw in a Kona Bonk visor and a new pair of Clouds. For the last 3 seasons Sam always sends me new race kicks and a visor, he doesn't say it but I know he sends the shoes because I don't replace my running shoes ever... the last pair of Newtons he sent lasted for three years or 2 marathons, 2 half marathons and a 70.3. I finally wore a hole in the forefoot. In return I usually send him snacks, coffee and PB.
I don't want this post to make seem materialistic because I'm really not. This post is more about the timing. Life recently handed me a small but still steaming pile of shiggity and last week I was considering F#@K it, F#@K Louisville, F#@K Florida the weight of it all just got so heavy.
I don't know how they knew or how I'm going to repay them but that box was the glimmer of light I needed, a reminder that it's not all about me and I'm not alone.
In the words of a very wise Big Bro "Always Train with a Smile"
Laters,
Happy Living
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