We had a volunteer station at The SF Marathon yesterday. I woke up at 5am on a Sunday. I brought bagels and yogurt for our volunteers.
I brought t-shirts and goodie bags.
I brought this sign:
I left tired.
I left with less stuff to carry, but feeling very full.
These are the kind of experiences where you get to see who most people truly are: kind, generous, encouraging, fun. And those are just the adjectives I have to describe the people that volunteered for us. The people running the race? The word inspiring seems trite, but that’s what I have.
And then I went out to brunch, had a mimosa and I fell asleep with 2 of my favorite pups surrounding me and I had the best nap ever.