My last post kind of touched on motivation, so I thought I might explain a little bit of my motivation. This is Blair Elizabeth Hamilton. We have been together for just about forever. We were high school sweet hearts, but I think I've loved her since the first time I met her.
I was in eighth grade and it was sunday morning. I was standing down the center aisle in the sanctuary at church. Walking down the aisle was a girl I had never seen before, she was tall and gorgeous, and I remember a girl next to me making some snide remark and I laughed because I knew every girl in the sanctuary was jealous. I also knew that this girl was going to be a part of my life.
Fast forward nine years and Blair is my best friend. We have been dating five years next month, and I can't imagine spending my life with anyone else. As you can see she is pretty much the most gorgeous thing on the face of the planet, and I am still not sure why God has blessed me with her. I am a bit of an adrenaline junky: I love to drive way to fast and make poor decisions while mountain biking, but I never feel as alive then when I am in her arms. She is my motivation, she makes me better, she is my love.