"My dad has been my greatest teammate for the past 27 years. During youth track, I remember waking before the sun to the sound of my dad shuffling about in the kitchen. It was race day. The smell of waffles made their way into my bedroom just as I heard the toaster eject them. When I got into the kitchen my dad would hand me my plate, 2 Eggo waffles with butter melting in each square. They were generously dusted with powdered sugar, but I asked for more anyway. He used to shake his head at me when I choked from breathing in the sugar -- every time."
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