The term “Maverick” is defined as someone who doesn’t allow the rules to define him. Not one day of my life has my dad allowed setbacks in life to stop him. He has taught me to see people behind the mask, behind any disability, behind any insecurities. He is legally blind, and has finished 3 IronMan’s and ten half IronMan’s. People call him Iron Mav. I guess you could say that his name really fits him.
Everyone else sees the results on the actual race days. They see the medals at the finish line. I, on the other hand, have seen the sweat, the tears and the hard work and dedication that has been the price he has had to pay to do what everyone else thought was a “crazy, impossible, defining all the odds” dream.
Here are ten things that my father has taught me in my 21 years of living.
1. Train both your mind and your body. Your mind will give up a thousand times before your body will, so set your mind on the impossible. And, you can do it. You can do anything if you first believe in yourself.
2. No matter your age, you can always be a kid. Never stop doing what you love.
3. Every girl should learn how to throw a baseball(I’m a little biased when I make that statement.) My dad first taught me when I was just five years old. That’s also when he bought me my first glove and when I fell in love with the sport of baseball.
4. Even when everything is falling a part, focus on the fact that you are blessed with the beautiful gift of today.
5. Love people well because you don’t know their stories. Take the time to hear their stories.
6: He taught me everything I know about nutrition. He taught me to put peanut butter on my pancakes, to never skip breakfast and to carb load two days before a marathon.
7. He has taught me that I don’t need to be afraid of what lies ahead.
8. He has taught me everything I know about sports and has instilled in me a passion and love for baseball.
9. My dad has taught me to never give up. Say yes when everything else seems to be saying no. And, his spirit of stubbornness has been passed down to me. I probably shouldn’t have ran a race with a broken toe.
10. No matter what, I will always be my daddy’s little girl.
I’m 5,000 miles a part from my father today, so I will just have to celebrate when we meet again in August. We’ll celebrate with a nice long run and macadamia nut pancakes loaded with peanut butter.
And, when I think of my earthly father. I think of how my Heavenly Father is forever allowing me to see that nothing is impossible. I can do all things through God alone.
I wouldn’t be who I am without my dad’s guidance and support. I love you, dad. Happy Father’s Day!