Normally on Sundays I write my training recap. However today is Father’s Day. If you have read my blog for more than a day you know I’m extremely close with both my parents and family.
So Happy Father’s Day to my dad for always supporting me through the best and worst of times. Thank you supporting me through many life changes, break ups with boys, good changes, bad changes, coming to my swim meets, to my soccer games (LOLZ) and my road races.
I will now tell you my most embarrassing moment. (Thank you dad!)
Back in high school I went on multiple college visits. Dad went to visit all of them with me. When we went to East Carolina University (which was my second overall pick behind my first SUNY Potsdam). We were looking at various tables, clubs and majors in a college fair type setting. We walked around the maze of different booths. Some gave out free pens, stationary with their logo’s etc. We happened by the Dance major booth. I saw a nice pen and I picked it up. The faculty in charge of the major began to strike up a conversation. (I was already regretting taking the pen).
The woman asked if I was interested in the dance major. Before I could even answer dad jumped in (sarcastic as always) and said YES, my daughter loves to dance! The lady was already thrilled and the conversation went like this:
Lady: Do you have an interest in the dance major?
Dad: YES, my daughter loves to dance!
Lady: Oh really? What genres are you most interested in? Ballet, tap, jazz?
Dad: My daughter likes to go to the teen nights at the nightclub at Peabodies (Down on VA Beach) and do that things do these days and booty shake!
Me: Um, well uh thank you, come on dad.
Dad: What? I thought you might have a genuine interest. You took the pen!
It’s funny because intro to Modern Dance was one of my favorite General Education requirements at Potsdam. I loved that class.
I wish I could tell you that was the only time something of that nature happened but he also did it at a Coast Guard booth on career day and was convinced I was going to go to the Coast Guard.
Thank you for making fun of me when I photograph coffee.
Thank you for reading trashy magazines with me.
Thank you for being 1 of 50 men to run the Zooma Annapolis half with me.
Thank you for always being there and bringing the LOLZ.