I was riding in Long Beach a few weekends ago, and saw something that will likely stay with me for the rest of my life. I actually hope it does.

I was riding at what I thought was a pretty good pace, really working myself. I was thinking to myself how my legs were burning, my heart thumping, my neck aching, and my rear hurting. Then I saw her. Running in front of me was a young (probably twenty-something) girl, all decked out in her running kit. Short shorts, jersey, arm warmers, cap, etc. But the girl nor the clothes were what grabbed my attention.

She was all of 4' tall. Her legs were deformed, bent to the side with no muscle or structure (probably a form of muscular dystrophy). She was running with forearm-type crutches to give support where her legs were lacking. It was pretty obvious she was in training. Maybe for a race? She was running with determination...........with the heart of a lion!

I wish I had taken a picture, so I could glue it to my top tube. Although, I guess I really don't need the picture. Every time now that I am riding and feel the burn, I think of this girl. The term HTFU comes to mind. And I know I can keep on.

I doubt she knew the effect she had on others around her. She probably didn't even know we noticed. But we did, and are better people for seeing her effort.

I hope I never forget her.