To my one true love: A little more than two years ago you were hit by a car on your way to work. You were biking in support of the new job I got that required me to drive our car. It was a bad day. I can still remember very clearly how horrible it was watching you suffer in pain in the emergency room that day and in the days that followed after the vicodin wore off. Two days after the accident you took a linguistics test. Three days later you went back to teach. And now we're here just a little more than two years later. Yesterday you ran a mile in a little more than six minutes. According to our trainer that is one of the fastest speeds of anbody in the 500+ group of people we are training to run the 1/2 marathon with. Everyday you amaze me and I fall in love with you just a little bit more.