I relate to you a tradition, but do not narrate it to anyone so long as I am alive: The Messenger of Allah ﷺ encamped at Tabuk near a date-palm and he said: This is our qiblah (direction for praying). He then offered prayer facing it. I came running, when I was a boy, until I passed the place between him and the tree. He said (cursing): He cut off our prayer, may Allah cut off his walking. I could not, therefore, stand upon them(feet) till today. (Using translation from Abū Dāʾūd 707)
سَمِعْتَ أَنِّي حَيٌّ إِنَّ رَسُولَ اللهِ ﷺ نَزَلَ بِتَبُوكَ إِلَى نَخْلَةٍ فَقَالَ هَذِهِ قِبْلَتُنَا ثُمَّ صَلَّى إِلَيْهَا قَالَ فَأَقْبَلْتُ وَأَنَا غُلَامٌ أَسْعَى حَتَّى مَرَرْتُ بَيْنَهُ وَبَيْنَهَا فَقَالَ قَطَعَ صَلَاتَنَا قَطَعَ اللهُ أَثَرَهُ فَمَا قُمْتُ عَلَيْهَا إِلَى يَوْمِي هَذَا