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My Inspiration



I don't really like the word 'hero'. Especially not relating to the world of sports. But I will take this definition of the word:

hero:
someone of distinguished courage or ability;
admired for his/her brave deeds and noble qualities.

I know quite a few people that I admire for these qualities and one of them is Chrissie Wellington! There are many athletes that I find intriguing and look up to but Chrissie is more than that. From all I have read, heard, and seen: she is the most inspiring athlete I know. I wanna be (just a little more) like her when I grow up.

I am not talking about her breath-taking speed or incredible physique - although I would not mind that either! I am simply amazed by her mental fortitude, her burning will to succeed, her ability to overcome self-doubt, her obvious joy and passion for life and triathlon, and her strong desire to be a great role-model. I have the utmost respect for this amazing woman and am thrilled to see her at the top of world again this year!

Here is just one of the many quotes from her that I love:

"I just think it's important to relax your mind, to breathe, and to surround yourself with people who love you, no matter what the result."

I love that girl!

I also happen to think that this German is pretty darn hot and super nice! Can't wait to see him as the World Champion some day soon!
























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