I’m a sucker for great stories, and usually I don’t look for them on ESPN.

When I can’t sleep, I’ll turn on sports radio.  There’s something about the endless buzz of the commentary that helps me drop off.

But when fellow saint and sinner Paul Dover passed on this inspirational story of love that triumphs over death, I “woke up.”

When her childhood best friend, who by all accounts was also an inspiration as a top-tier athlete, student and human being, lost a one-year battle- at the age of only 22- with Stage IV lung cancer, Kelcey Harrison ran across the country in her memory.

Kelcey did what she could do- run thirty miles a day- because she wanted to keep the legacy of her friend alive.

Her memories and an unfading commitment to her friend made her do it.

So often at this time of year the holidays bring memories that can cause many of us pain.  What if, instead of dwelling on the loss, we chose to remember the goodness of that which was lost, be it in the form of a thing or a person?  What if we let that goodness be the thing that inspires us to run today?  What if we committed to it?

We all can do something.  All of us.  And each of us, uniquely, too- in only the way we alone can do it.