If you saw this (slightly manic) smile when you were out running (or at all), wouldn’t you feel compelled to smile back?
I LOVE it when other runners smile at me. To me it is an acknowledgement of mutual awesomeness that we are badass and out running the world.
It is a shared understanding that we are strivers, striving to get out of our comfort zones, to overcome that hill that seems so daunting, and to push through the tired sore muscles in every part of our body that try to say “you can’t”. It’s a reminder that I’m not the only weirdo out there who is crazy about running. There are others, I am not alone.
When people don’t smile back at me, I think oh too bad, you missed out on seeing this gloriousness.
You missed out on a. Catching my running enthusiasm or b. Getting inspired to run away from me and all of my crazy as fast as possible.
But when people do smile back, I know when are on the same page, we are runners and we are crazy and we are proud of that crazyness. We bring the same oomph that we bring to our run to our lives.
(I promise my hilarious cat is smiling and not grumpy).
Do you smile at other runners?