Saturday, July 12, 2014

I Know You... You're not a Stranger

I'm the sort of person who talks to strangers. A lot.  This alternately amuses and mortifies Katie who is 13 and still cares what people think of her.

For instance, if you and I are standing in the grocery store side by side looking at nut butters I'll probably tell you which kind of almond butter I prefer.  I'll even tell you about the reasons why I like it best and be very interested if you should choose to tell me what nut butter you're looking for and what you plan to do with it.

My mother does the same thing by the way, so I'm guessing Katie will come around eventually.  I never learned the "don't talk to strangers" rule.  I actually don't let people stay strangers for too long.

So you shouldn't be surprised to find out that when I'm out running I'm the sort of girl who (at the very least) waves to other runners.  If you smile, you'll probably even hear me yell, "great morning for a run, isn't it?" or "This hill is wicked!"... whatever seems appropriate.

This morning I was out for my Saturday AM run and I was looping back towards home.  I had about 3/4 of a mile to go and I don't imagine I looked lovely.  I was hot and getting tired and ready for this particular run to end.

This older woman was backing out of her driveway and she slowed down, waved and gave me a little smile and a thumbs-up.

I'ver never met her.  She didn't have to do it.  But I imagine she's a runner.  It's possible that her legs don't take her out for runs, but in her heart she's a runner-girl like me.

Her smile said, "I know you.  Keep going. You got this."

I waved and smiled and in my heart I thanked her.

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