This post isn’t about triathlons, running, California, Oregon, or new adventures. Instead, it’s a nod in the most public, yet private, way possible to the most important topic in my life.
To my husband and the person that I’ve promised a life-long adventure to. To the one person I’m the truest version of myself with. To the man who puts up with me. To the smartest guy I know.
Happy anniversary, Chicken Face. Here’s to two years and many, many more to come. I miss and love you.