Hi all, this is my first post, after being registered for oh 2 years I think? I really must stop procrastinating lol. Anyways just wanted to share a short article I was reading about the 1968 olympic games afew minutes ago. It really touched me and I hope that it can help you find hope and strength during difficult times: Olympics 1968, Mexico Out of the cold darkness he came. John Stephen Akhwari of Tanzania entered at the far end of the stadium, pain hobbling his every step, his leg bloody and bandaged. The winner of the marathon had been declared over an hour earlier. Only a few spectators remained. But the lone runner pressed on. As he crossed the finish line, the small crowd roared out its appreciation. Afterward, a reporter asked the runner why he had not retired from the race, since he had no chance of winning. He seemed confused by the question. Finally, he answered: "My country did not send me to Mexico City to start the race. They sent me to finish." (Source: www.beijing2008.cn) I'm thinking we can all be champions in our own ways. Anyways, take care and stay safe everyone.