This last year, I’ve been told several times that I was an “athlete” and I cringe each time it is said. It makes me think back to a very vivid memory of mine while I was in second grade.
We were picking teams for Red Rover. I was one of the last two. Yep, you guessed it… I was the last picked because I was clearly the weakest link. I was the least athletic.
Last week, it all changed. A brave, courageous fireman chose me to be on his team for Erica. I can’t say for sure that I was the first one he thought of to do this with but it’s enough for me to be chosen.
I met Erica early last year. We were just starting our run journey together when she announced to our run group that she was diagnosed with cancer. She was one of our own. She was one of the Run, Walk or Crawl girls that had pushed me further than I ever thought I could go. She pushed me.
Now, I’m pushing her. NEVER EVER GIVE UP.
Read the photo attached here. You don’t have to be as crazy as Mario and I are but please, I beg you, do SOMETHING. Give if you can.
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