For the purpose of the story I’m about to tell you, we’ve to go back to 1967, back when the Boston Marathon was a male-only event. History was changed that year, when Kathrine Switzer ignored the rules of the competition, and broke through a barricade of men who tried to stop her. Born from her act was the iconic image I’ve posted above, which till today, is a symbol of the courage and willpower begging to come alive in each of us.
Yesterday, I received word that she was here in Kuala Lumpur. No book on the planet conveyed the power of the human spirit more than mine did. And I knew I had to get Fuel into her hands.
My friend Joshua said he could pass it to her, so I drove it to him the next day, over lunch. We then learned that Kathrine was already at the airport and on the next flight out. I was downcast at the missed opportunity.
Josh then made the absurd suggestion that we chase her down.
“Dude, we’ll never make it on time.The airport’s an hour from here.”
He looked me straight in the eye, “Bro, I’ll get you there.”
We got to the airport, and like a scene from a romantic comedy, zeroed-in on Kathrine as she headed to the gate. I will not go into detail about what happened after, for that has little to do with the reason for my post. Plus, I trust that your imagination is vivid enough to conclude the scene for me.
In my tumultuous journey to become a bestselling book author, I’ve had many turn up in my life with false offerings. Many who extend and later retract their hand.
There have been many days where I’ve looked at myself, a thousand pieces strewn on the ground… but still connected, strung together by the few who have pulled alongside me, not just to watch or counsel, but to say , “Bro, I’ll get you there.”