Despite my ups and downs and roller coaster ride through Ironman training, my husband Scott has been nothing less than amazing.
He's put up with me slacking on chores, never being around, waking him up at crazy early in the am, and he's even dealt with "Miss Crappy Pants" on several occasions. (AKA~Heidi in bia mode)
He's done things like this......
Wednesday I had a horrible day in the clinic and Scott surprised me with these beautiful flowers.
Although my journey is nowhere near over, he's been there to keep me sane, movtivated, and level headed. Wow am I lucky!
Who helps you get it done?