Everyone Needs a Coach

Everyone Needs a Coach

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I will never forget the memory of standing at the altar, on my wedding day, and anxiously waiting to see Alia, my soon-to-be wife.  The sanctuary was packed with family, friends, and colleagues.  There was happiness and anticipation in the air.  I was excited, but I was nervous.  I was about to start a new life with the love of my life.

I became fully aware of my heart beating against my ribs in my chest, my breathing began to shorten, and sweat formed on the back of my neck.  I looked to my left and could see my dad, my best man, standing next to me.  Daryl, my brother-in-law, was standing next to him.  I looked over at Jack, my best friend standing tall and smiling, in spite of being up there with me in crutches.  Then, my eyes found my high school cross-country coach, Coach Courter.

Fourteen years earlier, Coach Courter came into my life like a wild brush fire, when I officially met him on a hot summer day.  I was a bright eyed fourteen year old kid about to start my high school running career.  I was intimidated by him, but I was excited to be coached by him and hopefully, with his guidance, find out how fast I could get as a high school varsity runner.

I heard the stories about Coach Courter and I witnessed it firsthand.  Coach was passionate and intense.  He coached with fire and demanded excellence from his athletes.  His passion was contagious and his unwavering belief in me gave me confidence.  By my sophomore year, I was already one of the top runners in the state.  When I graduated from Anderson High School, I amassed an impressive resume with seven conference titles, seven state finals appearances, and a 2nd and 3rd place finish in the state championships.  Most important, I gained acceptance into the United States Military Academy at West Point, based on my running ability.

In the beginning, I ran for Coach Courter out of fear, but by the time I ran my final race as a high school athlete, I ran for him out of love.  Coach elevated me throughout my high school career and helped me discover the full depths of my athletic talents, but he also helped me discover what type of person I wanted to be in my life.

High school can be a confusing time for a young person.  It is a time of discovery and a fluid experience for every young adult.  For me, Coach became a foundation that allowed me to figure out my future.  He provided structure and predictability during a critical point in my life, but most of all, he gave me the courage to strive for my best.  He started as my coach, but by the end of my high school career, he was my friend.

I’ve learned to appreciate that my need for coaching did not cease when my formal running career ended.  Coach Courter remained a positive presence in my life ever since we first met, so many years ago.  When I struggled at West Point, Coach jumped in a car, with my dad, and drove twelve hours through the night so he could encourage me to stick it out.  He wrapped his arm around my neck and wept with me when my sister died.  We’ve laughed together, celebrated together, and mourned together.  We’ve experienced life together.

He never stopped coaching me over the years, and I’m a better man for it.  Coach Courter continues to be a rock in my life and a positive influence.  I’ve leaned on him throughout the years and continue to look to him for inspiration and guidance.

I’m blessed to have a coach that understands me and believes in me, but what about you?  Everyone needs a coach, an individual that has your best interests in mind and is willing to mentor you on life issues.  I cannot count the times I leaned on principles Coach taught me over the years.  The foundation he gave me in high school was critical, but it is his continual presence that gives me the confidence to be the man I need to be for myself and my family.  If you don’t have a coach in your life, find one.  Find someone that you look up to and has the life experiences you can draw from and that will be willing to mentor you through the obstacles along the way.

My heart slowed and I became calm when I looked over at Coach on my wedding day.  When our eyes met, he smiled and winked at me.  And as he did so many times before, he inspired me to toe the starting line, except this time it was the starting line of what would become the greatest race of my life.  Thanks Coach!

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  1. Erick what a beautiful story and inspirational. Always was so proud of your accomplishments and proud
    To call you my friend.
    Thanks for
    Sharing this with us.
    Erik Shryock

    1. Thanks Eric! It’s great to hear from you!

  2. Thanks!
    I love you Erick and always will!

    Through you I have grown. What a great friend I have in Erick Rheam, I am so fortunate.
    Tell Alia and the kids HI!


    1. I appreciate you, Coach! Thanks for the comment.

  3. Erick,
    I spent the time this AM to read two very inspirational articles that You have written. They first were kind of a parallel to Me. One being of sacrifice, and the second , having a coach. I like You, can so relate to each of these as a testament in My own life. I remember the support and enthusiasm Your Father displayed to Myself , running the weekly races out at Aqua Gardens, in North Anderson. I believe that might have been the first we had even met.
    Your Father followed us, Me and T. Wood, throughout our running days from Jr. High at North Side, and the at Anderson High School, and onto Anderson University. As a father now of two beautiful daughters 27 and 22, now, I am so very touched to have emulated both of these articles in My own life of sacrificing, and coaching with My own children. The passion that lies within us is very similar, always striving to be the best at whatever endeavor, I may be involved in. I recently have had correspondence with BOTH Your Dad, Ron Rheam, and Coach Garry Courter. I am indebted to both of these Men, in My own life, and so very thankful to have had their mentoring and support at times in My own life. At 50 yrs. of age and recently losing My Father to Alzheimer’s, I often reflect one the same two topics that You have written on. If not having both your dad, and coach’s influences in My own life, who knows what direction, I could have taken off into. I watched Your Father while growing up and his regular conversations with Me at Shadyside Park, and the Mounds Mall, while working for Hoyt Wright. He was always very supportive to Me and My twin brother, and also to Coach Courter. Therefore, I want thank you as well, from one who knows about sacrifice, and the effects from a life coach, that are embodied in my very existence today. My hat’s off to You, for chasing Your dreams and successes in Your own life. As I am able to reflect upon the very stories you have also shared, and can relate to a ” T “, the influence and manner of how both of these Men have had a lasting impact in My own life. I let it be known, that those influences have carried me through some very rough times, literally, and I am very thankful to have experienced the lifelong memories from such honorable Men. In closing, I wish You, Alia, and your own children, today much success. As for having the positive influences, in our lives from these two men, has allowed the great memories to be recaptured and rekindled for Me. Have A Most Blessed Day, My Friend and I will continue to follow your blogs as well, God Bless You and Your Family, and Coach, Sincerely,
    Larry Z. Wood II

    1. Hey Larry! Thank you for expressing your thoughts. Shadyside connected a lot of us in the running community and became a foundation for us to learn and grow as athletes and human beings. I remember you and your brother well! I appreciate your comments and I’m pleased you connected with a few of my posts. Thank you for your feedback and God bless you and your family!


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