The Race

My sister joined a sports fest a few years ago. They picked the fittest members of the team to compete in the triathlon. The “triathletes” were supposed to swim, bike and run. The beginning of the race was pretty okay, they were running second. While the race continued, much to their dismay, they saw their teammates go slower and slower. Their team finished last. And what made matters worse was the way they finished it. Everyone was ready to go on the next even but one of their teammates was still finishing the race.