Got up this morning. Pool needed water, Jensen’s car is in the shop, mom
isn’t feeling good, forgot my watch for morning workouts and had to
come back....just ill, lol. We ran a 5 mile to the covered bridge and
limbs were down, big rocks had come to the surface...only increased my
illness. Kids seemed to be sluggish. It was hot. The day was feeling
kind of miserable.
About 4 miles in I get ready to pass this 7th grade
kid who is doing a great job climbing this slow hill. He
looks over and said “Great job Coach”. Ok so I felt a little better.
The he said. “How is your mom?” And as sincere as I have ever heard he
said “I prayed for her last night...”. Tears welled up in my eyes
honestly and I was thankful for the sweat to mask it. This kid taught
me a valuable lesson in the middle of a miserable 5 mile run today. I’m
a pretty lucky and blessed guy. Have a good one!
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