fact: I make females cry

My daughter, my wife, my mother, my sister, my coworkers I supervise, my coworkers I don't supervise, my friends and strangers. Okay, the last part is probably not true, but if you fall into any of the other categories, have your tissues ready because it could happen anywhere. At home, at work on a half marathon race course???

I looked back to my bestie, Alanna, just after the halfway point of the Las Vegas Rock 'n' Roll half marathon (Dec 2010) and found her in tears. This was a new setting. Was this my fault? I had no idea what I did or didn't do and I didn't know how to fix it because if it was my fault, it was not intentional. I had signed up for the RnR Las Vegas to help pace her to a PR (and, not going to lie, go to Vegas) and half way through, she realized she wasn't going to be able to make it. She insisted I push forward, but I didn't come to Vegas to race, I came to run with my friend. It's one thing to feel defeated; it's another to feel defeated and alone. I stayed and reminded everyone on the course we were celebrating her birthday.

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