Struggling through tears to describe the “Mountain Top” experience that was this last weekend it hit me that I had to be broken to experience the wonder and amazement that were Saturday and Sunday. It was an AHA moment.
Understanding my friends nervous smiles and excitement as they lined up at the start, facing the daunting races ahead of them I cheered, knowing that those smiles would soon be looks of grit and determination as they struggled with fatigue, cramps and pain. Little could I know of the remarkable race(s) they would run. Some of those races would be fast (maybe faster than they believed possible), some of them would require going to a very dark place, only to push through and find out how wonderful the light is on “the other side”, some would require running in shin deep mud and a tremendous rain storm.
Each runner faced a unique challenge and each one of them accomplished, or helped others reach a mountain top of their own. I was a witness to it all, and from that unique position I am dumbfounded by the wonder of it. As I contemplate what I experienced I am reminded of how each competitor crossed their finish line and turned to cheer the runners behind, and that makes me grateful beyond words for the friends that God has given me and the profound change that running has brought to my life.
Thank you for letting me a part of your day(s) it was an experience I shall treasure forever.
With Much Love and Admiration, RJ