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Blast From The Past

Okay - so this post was supposed to be published like...a while ago. Sorry. Slacker? Yep - that's me.

How cool is this - last week a friend and I had lunch with our 11th grade weight lifting coach. Yep - an entire decade later and we're still good friends. I'm surprised that she didn't give up on us years ago! We were nuts in high school (and still are)! Hopefully we've grown up a little since then - though it's highly doubtful. It's always awesome to see her and no matter how long it's been, it feels like we just saw each other yesterday.

I didn't realize until recently just how much I have gained from Coach: weight lifting knowledge, a disdain for running, a love of (or tolerance of) Diet Coke, an insatiable desire for knowledge and learning, an understanding that learning is hard work but pays incredible dividends, an appreciation for great literature, a sense of self-confidence, and a deep respect and gratitude for those who dedicate their lives to quality education. So, here's to a decade of learning from a truly amazing teacher! Thanks Coach!

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Baby Sister said…
This is probably the best tribute to that amazing woman ever. I'm surprised she didn't give up on us years ago, either. I'm glad she didn't. :)

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