Hey there you beautiful AMBITIOUS AF’er… since it’s Valentine’s Day can I pass you a love note?

I think you’re hella awesome.

Especially when you wake up and handle your shit.

I see all the victim clowns who are threatened by the unbelievably massive goals you love to chase, your willingness to take colossal action, and your ability to think beyond the confinements of mediocrity.

And the way you just slip that hater teflon right over that incredible physique of yours gives me goosebumps.

Remember that night when you showed me the list you made of all the people that ever doubted you… the ones who tried to tear you down out of pure malice?

You told me you look at that list every week and it immediately gets you fired up.

Then you pulled me close and whispered, “I’m going to make their fucking eyes hurt with my wins!”

And in that moment, I immediately fell in love with you and your totally underrated forms of motivation.

And speaking of not being intimidated…

I love the way you STAND TALL against the tyrants who want to impose the most egregious totalitarianism… abject censorship.

I love the way you PUSH BACK against those who want to fundamentally transform America.

🇺🇸 I love the way you proudly FLY YOUR FLAG to remember every service member deployed as well as those who have returned but left a piece of themselves on the battlefield.

And speaking of recognition… I know how much you hate all that attention, too.

Because you know that winning IS the standard.

You tell me it’s what we’re SUPPOSED TO DO.

And since you expect your wins… I know that’s why you don’t get overly excited about it.

Because you know there’s more work to be done.

That’s why you never stop looking for cracks in your foundation.

You may not know this, but I devote full days to thinking about how you throat punch any care bear motherfucker who gets in your way.

So what am I saying here?

Basically, I’m pretty into you. 💋

With fire and love,

Erin