A day overdue…but this one’s for my mom.
Phenomenal ballet dancer/teacher, tutu-throwing-down-kit-fixing seamstress, impromptu EMT, automotive financier, and litany of other haphazard professions under the mothering clause (not to mention often mistaken for my sister), she pretty much kicks ass on an astronomical scale. I owe her for nearly everything I’ve accomplished so far, and for that I forgive her when she goes into automatic “MYBABYBOYISGOINGTODIEmode” when I race a crit. It’s a rare day when I buy into mush dispensed by a corporate marketing agency, but this P&G ad nails it. Enjoy.