Thank You.

Mark,

You come to all my races. You cheer and wait, cheer and wait, sometimes for 20 minutes, sometimes for three hours. Sometimes in the sunshine, sometimes in the pouring rain. Sometimes alone and sometimes schlepping a child, a diaper bag, a stroller and all my gear. 

You wake up alone in the morning. Make coffee and breakfast and wait for me to come back from my run. 

You play toys, entertain and occupy so that I can slip out (mostly) unnoticed, for a run. 

You worry and wait. Wait and worry. Almost get in the car and start searching because I added a few more miles to her long run. 

You hug and hold and celebrate at the finish line.

You speak confidence into my doubt. 

When I feel weak and unable, you make me feel strong and able. 

I love running. And because you love me, you love running. 

You support, you cheer, you wait, you worry, you care for and sacrifice so that I can run after my dreams. 

Thank you!

Sarah