Instant Karma of Parenthood

The first couple of months of "parenthood" have provided Jenn and I quite the adventures and he/she won't arrive for four more months. A week from last Wednesday, Jenn and I had the opportunity to make sure Baby W was growing according to "plan" and also to find out the gender if we liked. We did like and we did find out.  

We were given a bracelet of a certain color. Blue for boy. Pink for girl. In an effort to announce the gender we each wanted to take different pictures with mine being featured in nature somehow. Last Sunday the weather was Spring like despite being a week from the official start of Spring when the weather would be winter-ish. Jenn and I leashed up the pups and started to hike towards the waterfall at the end of the creek which runs through our property.  

Jenn asked as we were heading out if I thought, snakes would be out yet because it had been warm for over a week. To be honest, I hadn't thought about it. I normally don't. Growing up playing in the woods, we didn't think about the dangers of what lay inside but we were aware of them. We woud run through them creating a ton of noise and we never had a problem. Now as I am old and almost a father, my mentality switched to that of a protector of sorts. Although, I knew full well they would be coming out very soon, I assured Jenn it would be fine.  

I took the lead and kept an eye on the trail and it's edges quite attentively. So much so, I do not really remember the hike to falls at all. We didn't see anything and arrived safe and sound. I handed Girlfriend off to Jenn so she could continue playing in the water with her brother in the creek. I kept my eye towards the trail when I saw what I was looking for the whole hike. 

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He was just a couple of feet off the trail. It reminded me how aware you need to be when you are in someone else's house. Not being a huge fan of snakes, he definitely startled me. He didn't seem to mind that I was there so I left him alone and made my way by him while giving him plenty of space. You can't tell from the picture but it looked like he had recently eaten by a bulge in his belly. He didn't move a millimeter the whole time which was another clue he was digesting.   

Climbing up on the waterfall to accomplish the main goal of the trip, I thought about the reason we were there and how awesome it will be to bring a little one down there with us in the future. I thought about how excited I was to be a father. To teach them all the things, my father taught me about being in nature. How to have fun. How to survive. "Don't eat that!" "Snake! Run!" I mentioned earlier, we received a bracelet. That bracelet became the focus point of the picture we took that day. Jenn and I are excited to announce that Lil Baby W is a ...

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After I snapped the picture we came for, I started to climb my way back down off the moss covered, water smoothed boulder and just about busted my tail. I landed very close to our new friend causing my eyes to pop out of my head in an Oh my god moment. He repayed the favor of me leaving him alone by leaving me alone. Instant karma. A lesson sure to be on the list of teachings.

Give a man a fish...

Back in February, most of you learned of my aspirations to use the Race Across America as a platform to rid the stigma surrounding depression, anxiety and other mental illnesses in collaboration with the Cameron K Gallagher Foundation. Amazingly enough, the first words out of many of you were "I want to help. What can I do to support you?".   At the time, I would mention that we were working on some awesome opportunities for just that. Today we announce the first one.

For the past 5 years, I have been following the nutrional plan of Tina Shiver at LightenUp In doing so, she has made sure I was consuming the correct foods for not only the rigors of training and racing but most importantly everyday life. There is something special about the way Tina works where she takes the "Give a man a fish, you feed him for a day. Teach a man to fish you feed him for a lifetime." approach.

On April 29th, she will be extending her teachings outside of the office and into the kitchen to help us in our mission to rid the stigma. I would like to invite all of you to join us at the beautiful home of the forever supportive Amy and Steve Williams in Maymont Park. Registration is limited to the first 20 folks who RSVP to lightenuprichmond@gmail.com or by calling 804-254-1002  This is a night that is guaranteed to have be full of teachings, laughter and love. One you will not want to miss. 

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If you aren't able to attend, have no fear you can still help by visiting our store where there are still some of the #NothingToItButToDoIt long sleeve shirts and hats and lots of other handmade items donated by local artisans. You can also make 100% tax deductible donations to the Cameron K Gallagher Foundation on our behalf by visiting our crowdrise page.  

Vetoing a Staff Meeting

Weekly Staff Meeting @ Endorphin Fitness Cycling Studio 

Weekly Staff Meeting @ Endorphin Fitness Cycling Studio 

One of the many great rights we have as an US citizen is the power of the veto. Vetoes cannot and should not be called for unless the end result is sure to provide benefit for all involved. Over the last few winters, Michael, Quinoa, Thin Mint and I have been doing our weekly trainer rides together. At one point, someone joked and asked if we were conducting a "staff meeting". The name has stuck ever since. ​

​As we were all preparing to meet for this week's meeting, the string of text messages started to get sent around that the staff meeting should be held outdoors this week as it was actually sunny and the tempurature wasn't cheek chilling cold. One of us voted for indoors while another voted to veto the indoor ruling. With the support of the final two of us, the veto passed and outside we went. 

​The adventures began straight away with Quinoa showing up with no clothes and Michael playing in traffic while he got his feet into his shoes. About half way down to West Creek, I about fell off my bike laughing as Michael and Thin Mint had this exchange 

  • Michael - "Is your powermeter installed on your bike?"
  • Thin Mint - "​Yes"
  • Michael - "What is your current power?"​
  • Thin Mint - He stated his power which I won't say​
  • Michael "WWWHHHHYYYYYYYYY ?!?!?!"​

After arriving to West Creek, we knocked out 3 of our 4 intervals without issue. As we were about to start our last one while turning back for the shop, a gun shot like noise came off of Thin Mint's rear wheel as a spoke broke which sent the wheel into a seizure bouncing from one side of his frame to the other before he could come to a stop. A quick inspection, we knew it wasn't rideable and the sag wag would need to be called to pick him up. 

Moments later I would join him in the sag wag as I suffered a puckering blowout at over 30mph as Michael, Quinoa and I were time trialing down Patterson to ensure we got back to the shop to open on time. Looking back, that was the most fun I have had on the bike in quite some time. Probably because we were all together and we were OUTSIDE. Now if only Spring would stop playing peek-a-boo with us so we can do it again without the need of a veto. 

Those three words...

Last night, we invited friends, local donors and supporters to join us at Keagan's for a surprise announcement and a special guest speaker. Everyone arrived with an appetite and eagerness to hear what we had in store. Countless times, I was asked for a hint although just about everyone already had their suspicions. My answer? "It is bigger than any athletic challenge I could ever take on."

Often through tears I slowly told my story and announced the surprise. For those of you who could not make it, here is my story. I recently found a video of Kenny Chesney's final performance of "Better As A Memory" before he took a break from performing in 2009. It starts with a monologue where he says

Through songs in memories and lives people live right inside your songs, remarkable things can happen to pretty average people. I never thought we'd play football stadiums with people singing along. It's not something you dare to dream and then suddenly you're standing there and you realize we had built this together. It is the fan's as much as it is mine. That became clear in Indianapolis knowing it was our final show. Realizing we had come so far and it hit me during "Better as a memory." What the fans had helped us build. What the fans carried when I couldn't. When I couldn't find the voice they sang that song for all of us. I realized just how much it means. How much they care and anyone who tries to tell you that songs, friends or dreams don't matter, well I can tell differently in ways not a lot of people can.

Due to not having an equally enchanting voice as Kenny despite being just as handsome, I will not ever play a football stadium. I can however tell just as many stories. I can go on and on about how each of you have carried me through to my dream. Whether it is getting a good morning text from friends who were excited to be "rocking the Welch racing" shirt during their ride through Yosemite. Or the time when a car I didn't recognize inconspicuously passed me and stopped at the corner ahead so my friend Cort could step out and wish me a safe and great ride on his way to work. And about all those times when I see you still wearing our first shirt. The laws of fashion would say it's a different season and thus it's time for a new style but you continue to wear it proudly.

This year has been an emotional one for us. Throughout the year, I have realized just like Kenny, the immense power and inspiration all of you provide me to continue to dream. In February 2015 just a couple months after finishing the No Country for Old Men 1000 mile race, my biggest athletic achievement to date, I had lost my "voice."

I remember that day clearer than any other. Sitting on the couch in my boss's office, after an extremely difficult discussion Michael (boss and good friend) somehow removed himself from the situation at hand and asked me as bluntly as possible, "Are you depressed?" At that moment, tears began to uncontrollably fall from my eyes as the relief that the charade was over took control. After 10 plus years, my ability to mask the feelings which had engulfed me for so long was no longer good enough to keep someone from noticing.

In response to his question, all I could do was nod my head up and down. He asked if I had ever thought of hurting myself. If I had thought of how I would do it. In my head, the thought of how despite battling depression since my mid-20's I had finally fallen into a dark place where there was no light and I had been to the spot where my story was all going to come to an end just days before. Of how I had been clinging to anyone who I could be around since that day. Of how I had spent the last few days going into work early and staying late so that I wouldn't be alone after Jenn went to work. Of how frightened I was to know that I didn't have the inner strength to fight alone any longer. On that day, I shared it all with him and then Jenn and my dear friend Jill who found me someone I could to talk to.

That night I got the soundest sleep in memory. I awoke the next morning to Jenn kissing me goodbye before heading into work and my good friend Thin Mint there to spend the day with me. He, Lindsay, Quinoa and Michael would spend the next couple of days with me whenever Jenn wasn't able to be there. I can only imagine what was going through their minds. I imagine our minds were going in opposite directions. Theirs being worried and scared for me while mine had already started to head down the long road of being healthy again thanks to the relief of knowing others knew and I didn't have to hide it any longer.

Here we are a year later and I am sharing my story. I am sharing it because we have exciting news to announce. For the past 3 years, I have been reluctant to put my name in the hat to take on the challenge that is the Race Across America despite it being a longtime dream of mine and have had multiple standing qualifying times. I had always told myself that when I did it I would want to raise awareness for something bigger than me. For someone who needed help just as I did. Despite the many great charities out there, I knew deep down I wanted to help those who were battling depression and suicide but I wasn't prepared to let anyone know why I felt so attached. I knew I would have to share my connection in order to impact the lives of others. The truth was, I was scared. I was scared to allow anyone to think I wasn't the strong willed and determined person they all saw. In hindsight, I've come to understand it were those qualities that allowed me to hide for so long.

Today I am happy to say the days of not being prepared to talk have passed and in conjunction with the Cameron K Gallagher Foundation, we will be entering the Race Across America in 2017. We will spend 2016 preparing both physically and logistically for the race all while continuing to share my story in hopes it may inspire at least one other person to find the courage to SpeakUp.

The night wouldn't have been possible without the help of many. Thank you to Michael for having the courage to say those three words to me on that day. Thank you to David Gallagher who set the stage by sharing the incredible story of his daughter Cameron's struggles and her forever lasting legacy. Thank you to everyone, especially Jodi at the Cameron K Gallagher Foundation for opening both their door and their hearts to myself, my family and my crew over the last couple of months. Thank you to Tina and Lighten Up!

Your love and support for Jenn and I over the years has been second to none. Thank you to Louis Garneau for sending some swag for the evening. Finally, thank you to each and every one of you who were in attendance both physically and in spirit. Each of you were my "voice" when I needed it the most and for being my eternal companions on this journey.

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https://www.crowdrise.com/andywelchraceacrossamericaspeakup/fundraiser/ckgfoundation

For more information about the CKG foundation:

http://speakup5k.com/

To read more about Race Across America

 http://www.raceacrossamerica.org/raam/raam2.php?N_webcat_id=1

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