This little saying is familiar to all of us, but has a special little spot in my heart. When I was 12 (or maybe 14, who knows), I did my first sprint triathlon … it happened to be the Danskin, hellllooo ladies! My dad came to spectate and was overwhelmed by the amount of you go girl‘s that he heard — ever since it’s been a staple in the father/daughter banter. This one’s for you daddy-o!
Also! I have two extra prints, so I thought I would do a little give-away. Leave a comment here and I will pick a winner (randomly of course) on Monday, June 13.
[photos + print by BDR]