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Runners know.

It’s seconds before everything falls apart, your shoes lose their support, your electronic gear fails, and suddenly the thing defining you is impossible to do without injury.

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Worn-out running shoes staring back from my front door.

Soles breathing their last breath months earlier fought to take one more.

Inserts once cushioning high arches now flat, useless wafers.

My Garmin watch chose July 4th as its final dramatic day, dying with all the dramatic timing of a firework finale.

An ultra runner now facing stagnation, not from injury, but from proper gear. Six months of forced inactivity humbles any runner.

But it paralyzes an ultra runner, taking away a part of your fitness life.

Speaking of fitness, it’s slowly melting away like the polar icecaps if they ever had to withstand the July heat and humidity, raising doubts about my ever lacing up again.

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So I did what any storyteller in my position would; talked about what I missed and how I’d love to trade storytelling in return for gear.

My Facebook post reached the running community. The goal: share running experiences for gear or money to buy what was needed.

Then a private Facebook message from a friend in the running community: stop by Missouri Running Company when you can.

So walking through the doors much to my surprise, Patrick handed me a gift card. No sender identified. No explanation. More than enough to cover what I needed to start running.

Again.

Disbelief.

That overwhelming sense of “I don’t really deserve this. I need to repay it.”

But you can’t repay anonymous grace, can you?

That’s grace.

Love arrives.

No return addresses.

No expecting and no recognition, certainly no directed gratitude.

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I tried on everything available in my size. Andy mistakenly giving me a 10.5 wide women’s shoe. Comical? Yes each. But no surprise that I couldn’t put it on! I felt grateful to be in the store trying on shoes I knew I couldn’t afford. Yet they were already paid for, the gift card in hand.

The store delivered: brand new Hokas, high arch inserts, laced up and ready to pound the pavement.

Those shoes haven’t touched asphalt yet, but they will. Will the pace crawl? Absolutely. Will getting back take time? Without question. Every second will be worth it.

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Here’s the thing:

Grace doesn’t limit itself to churches. Sometimes grace shows up as anonymous gift cards. Reminding us that community exists beyond visible faces.

Generosity? It flows without strings attached.

Love reaches far beyond the church.

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Even though we think our best runs are measured in miles, they really are tracked by the kindness and love from those willing to sacrifice to get you back on your feet.

Want to experience this kind of community for yourself? Come run with us! Cape Girardeau Road Runners welcomes runners of all paces and backgrounds. Because the best miles are always shared miles.

Here’s what I want to know: When has your running community shown up for you? Maybe it was someone who slowed their pace to run with you, or a group that welcomed you when you were just starting out, or fellow runners who helped you through a rough patch.

This week, I challenge you: Look for one way to show grace to another runner. Just one. See if you can be the person who gets someone back on their feet.

Then come back and tell me: How did you pay it forward? What happened when you chose community over convenience? I read every comment, and your stories of running grace matter more than you know.

Because here’s the truth: The running world has enough people focused only on their own PRs. But it could use a few more willing to sacrifice so others can get back on their feet.

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About Joe Class III A storyteller using active voice to capture everyday events in natural language. When Joe’s not writing about running and grace, he’s probably lacing up for another slow mile back to fitness.

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