The fact that I’m calling this event one of the biggest disappointments in my life tells you that I have had a pretty good life. But often times the trials that seem the hardest are the ones that you are in at that moment. I had forgotten about the disappointment of this event until Saturday when I was cleaning out a box at my parents’ house and I came across a letter from my sister. She had written it to me in hopes of giving me some encouragement, which she gracefully did at the time.
(Driving from the airport to the hotel. Van rides with teammates make for some great memories!)
(CAN YOU BELEIVE THIS PICTURE! My husband took it in hopes of it being an awesome moment. The only problem is that I was a stride away from the finish line. So crappy.)