Friday, November 22, 2013
The Angel At Mile 9
The picture below is from the Dallas Rock & Roll 1/2 marathon in March 2013. You can see my friend and I with our hands raised together coming over the finish line, but the story I want to share with you is about much more than running 13.1 miles. It is about a higher power bringing people together through running. If you have never experienced the comradery of the running community, you are missing out on a true blessing.
The gentleman who is crossing the finish line just in front of us first crossed our path about mile 9 immediately after my friend had finished praying we could finish the race. She looked at me and told me that God had put him there to show her she could make it. We ran beside (but mostly behind!) him until the end. We had no idea where he was after we crossed the finish line. We had no idea that he was right in front of us until we got the picture. We have talked about him many times during the last several months.
What a great story, right? Well, there is more... As my friend was running the Rock & Roll San Antonio 1/2 last Sunday, she said she couldn't breathe in the humidity and was just having a rough run. She said she got emotional thinking of all my training down the drain. Low and behold, she looks up and there he is!!! She ran like crazy to catch up with him and tell him how she had started calling him her "angel". She took her picture with him and got to meet his beautiful wife.
What a great story, right? Well, there is still more... We have since learned that he is a coach for Team in Training. He has run over 35 half marathons and 1 full marathon. He was born without any fingers on this left hand and at the age of 6 he had polio and his right arm was paralyzed. According to his wife, he is the most positive person you will ever meet and wakes up everyday with a smile on his face. He has owned a successful insurance agency for 40 years.
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