Before last week's Cross Country World Championships, I hadn’t had a USA uniform on since the Beijing Olympics. It’s hard to describe how proud you feel wearing the team uniform with a big USA across your chest. Apparently, athletes from other countries covet them as well because as soon as you cross the line at these international events the other athletes start asking to trade singlets. Though I have a few sets of Team USA singlets in the garage, I never trade. I figure one day Quin might want to take some to show-and-tell or play dress up in them with his friends.
He’ll have no idea how hard I had to work to get one. By then I anticipate my competitive running career will be long gone — but with lots of happy memories like this past week in Spain.
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