I love fun runs. I hope I do since I did three last weekend (morning, night, next afternoon). Especially the small ones-the ones with only a hundred people or so.
The first one I did was one of those small ones. I stood in the back to let all the sprinters take there shot at the first mile. Then I found someone to keep me at a nice pace until mile 2 when I could start to kick. So at mile 2 I picked it up and as I went by I thanked him as was on my way. I can usually do this kick at a 7:30 pace and when I do I pass a few people along the way. I have one rule though- I don't pass kids. I can't do it and I don't want to. So with that in mind of course just after I pass the gentleman I was hanging on to for the first two miles who do I run up on-a young boy. He was maybe 12 at the most and he was starting to fade. So I run up beside him, pull out my headphone and say hi. He said hi back and I asked him " you ready to take this home?". He smiled and we picked up the pace. Then with the finish line in sight " ok you ready to kick?". With that he pulled whatever he left in the tank and showed all of us what a great kick he had. It was great! When we finished I thanked for a great race and offered some water. Seeing a kid accomplish something is one of the greatest things in the world.
More to come....
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