Do You Believe in Me Like I Believe in You?

Have you ever believed in something so completely, it was almost all consuming.  I don’t mean that in a negative way though, I mean it in a very positive and powerful way.

I wrote about volunteers yesterday.  And how important they are to making the difference between a great race and a bad one.  I said that I would tell you a bit about my motivation for volunteering.

When I got back into running after my injury, I joined Esther’s running clinic.  I think I may have alluded to the fact that she is enthusiastic about running.  And she is very motivational.  I consider myself lucky enough to be included in her running family.

I volunteered for one evening during the very first Road2Hope.  I got to help out at the registration pick up table.  What a hoot that was!  I got to meet really amazing people.  It was so much fun.

The next year, I got to know Esther a little bit more.  I caught her enthusisam.  I caught her love for, no her passion for running.  And somewhere along the line, I figured out something really important.  I was getting in on the ground floor of the most amazing thing I could ever do.

I was going to be able to help shape and mould a race from the bottom up.  I was being given the opportunity to grow along with a great race.  It was like being able to help mould and grow the Around the Bay Road Race when it was started one hundred some odd years ago.

I can’t think of a more incredible thing to do.  And to be able to be mentored by Esther along the way!  What more could I ask for?  Maybe a sub 30 5 km run?  Nah.