She truly believes in me, and that is such a nice (and foreign) feeling. She challenges me and really pushes my limits. Limits that I would have never pushed on my own. I love that she takes the time to actually *teach* me in addition to just working me out in the gym. She has given me countless tools to take with me even when I am not in the gym. I love that she is honest with me and calls me out when she thinks I am holding back (especially when I do not realize I am). She does not sugar-coat things for me, and she encourages me when I feel like I cannot do anymore.
Without even knowing or trying, she has changed my life in such a profound way. She inspires me to give more than I ever thought I could give, and I will never be able to thank her appropriately. Words are just simply too shallow to suffice. (The over-gifter inside me is going crazy with ideas for things to buy her, which is hilarious…and a little creepy, by the way)
Oh, and by the way:
That birthday goal may not be as “unattainable” as I thought, folks. Who knows…