Going the wrong way, or there is no way? There’s to be a way

Many moons ago, my friend from Kenya narrates, he and his dance troupe arrived here in America to entertain. They were to feature in a series of cultural festivals.

Their arrival coincided with a local marathon, and since most of the dancers were physically fit, two of them decided to participate. Who knows, they said, a new world champ might even emerge. They ran well, but after a while, one suffered a muscle pull and fell behind.