Monday, April 21, 2014

Happy to Serve

Last weekend, a dear friend drove four hours to run a half marathon with me.

We decided that it was in both of our interests to volunteer instead of run the race.

After twenty years of running, I finally gave back.

What took me so long?

Exhorting almost 1000 runners to do their best on the last mile of 13 was too much fun.  I needed tea, my throat was sore, and we actually felt like we'd run a race afterwards.

Three hours of yelling! WOW.  Deserved every bit of that lunch.

Have you registered for a race and just didn't think it was wise to follow through?  Don't hesitate to stop in to the volunteer booth.  They always need help.  We were put in at the last minute, as sentries at two crucial points, because others didn't come.  Ack!  We were needed!!  So cool.

My friend serves for a living, as head of Alabama Rural Ministry, but being based four hours away we rarely get to serve together.  This enabled us 3 hours of slightly interrupted conversation - and awesome quality time.  Plus, we got to razz the police stationed nearby.  Always a good day.

Try volunteering for that race.  You'll be glad you did!  Nice tan, too...

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