Getting the Gold

Track season is in full swing.  This is Parker's favorite sport and he participates in several events.  (And has the various pairs of shoes to prove it.  Apparently one does not high jump in the same shoes that one long jumps in - or runs in- or practices in. But that's another blog...)
Recently, at the end of another hours-long meet that was cold and windy, I stood by the fence and videoed as Parker ran the last leg of the last race - the 4X400 meter relay.  The baton touched his fingers and he shot off, pumping his arms and grimacing with the effort of giving it his all.
But the other guy  was out in front, and when they crossed the finish line, Parker was in second place.  He bent over and grabbed his knees, breathing hard and shaking his head.
And then he stepped over to the guy who just beat him and said, "Way to keep your team in first place!  Good Race!"
He continued on to the other 3 teams and shook their hands and said, "Good job." and "Nice run.'
And in that moment, I was more proud of  him than for any medal he has ever won.  He reminded me of his dad, being a good sport and remaining proud of his effort instead of getting mad or making excuses.
He may have won a silver medal, but he has a heart of gold!