|The trails surrounded this lake|
After our run, we hung out and chatted by our cars. We lingered a little longer because the kids’ cross country team piqued our interest. They were a young group, but their coach certainly had them moving. We found ourselves cheering on the front runners and encouraging the stragglers to finish. A boy finished first and a girl finished right on his heels for second. What happened next wasn’t all that dramatic, but it really touched us both.
Finisher 1 and 2 started walking towards the rest of their oncoming team mates. Each kid, digging deep with faces flush, got a “C’mon, you can do it!” or “Way to go!” from Finisher 1 and 2. They were so supportive of their team mates and it was such a testament to their sportsmanship and the camaraderie I tend to see with runners. We also saw one kid arrive late for practice, receive his lecture from the coach, and head off to start his practice – alone. By the time “late kid” was approaching his finish, I once again heard cheering - the team was cheering him in to his finish.