So one of the things I am usually excited about on a Saturday morning is my run. I take different routes/rounds each time to keep my muscles challenged. Will I go faster on that stretch; will I conquer that hill today? Do I have the mental capacity for a difficult terrain? Etc. This morning I was on a hill that, for reasons only my mind knows, it has refused to conquer. It’s too long, too windy, and too steep: it cannot be done; my mind tells me every time. I made my peace with that. So I run until that point, walk up the hill and continue running thereafter. This morning was no different. But, as I stopped and started walking, this man came and passed me like a bus. A few seconds later he backtracked, reduced his pace significantly, came in-line with me and told me to keep running, I could do it. I told him not, this one I knew from experience I could not do. He asked me to start running very slowly and keep going: I could do it. And if my knees started to give in, I should tell them “I got this, I can do it”. He said he’d run with me and we’d go up together. So I started running, and he was encouraging me all the way up. My knees starting aching and giving way but I told them “I got this!†When we reached the top of the hill, we were going in different directions. He asked me to keep running until I reached level ground, and the next time I should tell myself that I did it the last time, I could do it again. We said goodbye and I continued running with a newfound resolve to conquer any hill that came my way, yay! I had done it!!! Finally! Here’s to my [unknown] running angel. Loads of blessings his way. “I got this” 😉