This past weekend was the annual Crim Festival of Races in Flint, Michigan. There is a variety of races (10 mile, five mile, five K, one mile) every year.

I usually run the 10 mile but opted out this year to walk and support my wife as this would be her first five K in years.

As her race started well after the 10 mile event, I got to see firsthand of what thousands of runners look like getting ready to run. Let me tell you, it was pretty emotional.

Flint is my hometown and it has taken a beating in the media for years due to crime, unemployment, and of course, the water crisis.

On Saturday morning when I saw all those runners line up, it just hit me and was one of the most beautiful sights I have ever witnessed. When you're in the pack you just don't get a good "read" of what you're actually a part of.

Like any other day, I'm a proud Flintoid but what I saw Saturday was something I'll cherish forever.