Fifteen years ago, I got married to my favorite person in the world, my wife.
My wife is an incredible woman. She’s someone who can find a way for us to do everything we may want to do, be it trying to squeeze in twenty different things into a weekend afternoon, or take on challenges like riding a century. I’m proud of her for her dedication to her own activities as well. Though we are older than when we met in college, I don’t feel like we are, thanks to her. It’s because we’ve haven’t settled into a routine and are stagnant (though some aches in the morning remind us that we aren’t twenty anymore). She is the key enabler of this.
So, I want to thank my wife for the wonderful life we have together, and the great adventures we take on every day together.