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KW, My "TRI BFF"

I have lots of tri buddies.  Some are slower, most are faster.  I have friends I talk about training with.  Friends who I run with, friends I bike with, friends I swim with.  I have friends I motivate and friends who motivate me.  There are my tri heroes, my tri coaches, and even my tri enemies.  Everyone I have met in real life or chatted with on line because of triathlon has a special place in my tri life.  Love or hate, they have all gotten me to where I am in the sport.

There are also several people who I have met who have been more than just an influence to me as an athlete.  They have become great friends who have helped me through some of the most difficult days of my life.  They have called, texted, dropped by.  Dragged me out for a swim, bike or run when I needed most to stop thinking.  They have gotten me to where I am in life.

There is one person who has become a big part of my life because of triathlon who less than a year ago I was simply a huge fan of, and she had no idea I even existed.  Then, by chance, she came across my blog and left a comment.  From there it snowballed into full blown friendship.  And I am truly blessed to have Kristin on my side.  I'm not sure what I bring to the table, but she brings it all.  Question about my meds, text Kristin.  Need a divorce lawyers number, Kristin to the rescue.  Have trouble with the snooze button, she offers wake up calls.  Don't have the money to buy a trainer, here have mine.  Don't have a place to live, you can stay with me.  You name the problem, and she will give me the solution.

She's the kind of friend who invites you over for dinner, and then as you are walking out the door to head over, suggests you bring your work out clothes (cause she knows you slept in and skipped your run that morning).  We ate a great dinner that she cooked, and then she came and sat and chatted with me while I ran on her treadmill.  And after I ran she gave me brownies!

The morning of my first tri of the season, she was away for her second Pro race.  Kristin sent me a text to call her when I finished.  And genuinely cared about how I did!  Here she is, a pro triathlete, at an Iron Man 70.3 event, hanging with the best of the sport, and she took the time to wish me luck, and ask how I, a newbie slow poke triathlete, did at a local race.   When I was down on myself for how poorly I thought I did, she pointed out how much I had overcome just to be at the race.

I am truly grateful to have become friends with such an incredible woman.  I know there is no chance that I can ever be even half the athlete she is, and that doesn't matter to me.  I can only hope that I can be as good a person and as great a friend as she is.

Thanks for everything Kristin, you will always be my "tri bff"!

Comments

Anonymous said…
Caroline you are a sweetheart. I have been blessed getting to know you! So many people were there for me when I went through my divorce. I hope my being there for you helps just a little!
Jason said…
Kristin is honestly a true bright spot and not just in the sport of triathlon but in life.

I had the pleasure of speaking with her by phone and had a wonderful conversation and I learned a lot.

I have tried her Bridges Over Kenya core workout to have only failed miserably time and time again and I promise when I do it through to completion and tell her I know she will be just as excited as I would be to have completed it.

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