When my oldest (now 17 and a senior) decided to join track in 7th grade, who knew she had a knack for sprinting...her relay made it to state that year and the next. So to keep in shape, she decided to also join cross country (while still in middle school). Long distance wasn't her race, and she was almost always the last runner of the race. All cheering parents had left the course and moved to the finish line, so often, I was the only one there cheering her on (that's not the good deed part of my story).
So fast forward to today. She is still a sprinter in track, but she's still running cross country to keep in shape. She ran well today, but after her race, I couldn't find her. Then, after most of the cheering parents left the area, I saw her near the finish line (with her younger sister), cheering on the stragglers of the race. She knew what it felt like to be last, and to have only your mom there cheering you on. Good for her. It's one of those times when, as a parent, you get to see the fruit of your labors!