To The Lady In The Tie Dyed T-Shirt

Dear Lady In The Tie-Dyed T-Shirt,
I didn't get your name, and I didn't give you mine.
I am sorry for that.
I know you will probably never see this post,
And that's ok.
I wanted to give up today. I wanted to quit.
I didn't think I could do it another second. I was done.
Then you, lady in the tie-dyed t-shirt came up beside me.
We made small talk, and I said how I hated to run and I didn't think I would ever be a runner.
"Yes you will," you said "yes, we will," you said.
You gave me the motivation to run a little further.
Thank you lady in the tie-dyed t-shirt for pushing me to end the 2 mile track running in.
Thank you lady in the tie-dyed t-shirt for the motivation.
Thank you lady in the tie-dyed t-shirt for not giving up.
You will never know how much that meant to me today.

To all of you who have ever been the lady in the tie-dyed t-shirt, I thank you.

I could not think of a better post for my 50th post, than to get to express my gratitude for someone that took their time to push and motivate me, when they do not know me other than the lady in the green tank top.

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