The Friendship I Never Knew I Needed

I am a runner. That is how I have classified myself when asked if I am an athlete. Mind you, I didn't become a runner until my mid-20's, but I loved it, and it became my own personal creed for the "am I an athlete" question.

It wasn't until I met one of the best people to ever enter my life, that I was introduced to a road bike. Sure, I had grown up riding bikes around the cul-de-sac and trying to keep up with my older brothers, but this, this was different. This bike had the power to intimidate, but more importantly, the power to create an unwavering bond and authentic sense of trust with a friend who called herself a triathlete.
From the first pedal strokes, sideways falls at red lights and love/hate of hills, a friendship that might otherwise have been a casual aquaintance, blossomed into my life forever being changed. Things would never be the same, there was no turning back. At that moment, I transformed my answer from "I am a runner" into "I am a triathlete," and I have the best friend anyone could ever ask for riding by my side through the peaks and the valleys, the wind and the rain and all that life throws at you both on and off the bike.
The love of time with a friend is why I ride.

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