“Everything is relative, and only that is absolute.” – Auguste Comte
On October 13, 2014 I wrote about crossing the finish line of the Steamtown Marathon in The Day After Ten Years After:
“As I ran down the final stretch on Washington Avenue there was one runner in front of me the entire way. The last hundred feet or so he appeared to be fighting leg cramps and I held back so I wouldn’t pass him. He must have caught me out of the corner of his eye because he gestured for me to pass him. I lightly placed my hand on his back and said, “You go, I’m in no hurry.” He reached out, we grasped hands and crossed the finish line together at 4:25, my happiest four-plus hour marathon ever.”
We parted ways and I figured I’d never see my fellow-marathoner again until my son’s buddy Shawn who ran the race with me texted this picture to me over the weekend. The photo appeared in the Steamtown Marathon Magazine.
Photo credit: Jim Cummings, Assistant Race Director, Steamtown Marathon