Yesterday on my run, I saw something that has had me thinking. I was following this woman running. We were keeping a pretty good pace but nothing that would have you hating life. Anyway, we came across a father and her daughter (maybe 7) that were running together.
You could tell the little girl was excited to be running, excited to be out on the trail. She held out her hand, looking for a high five. The woman in front of almost went out of her way to not give the girl a high five. I reached out and we slapped hands. I saw her face light up and she smiled at her dad.
I just got a little upset and ashamed. When did we become so serious about our sport that we couldn’t celebrate it? Maybe it’s just me and maybe it’s because I’m a mother of two kids that I HOPE decide they want to run some day. Whatever the reason, I will always high five, I will always slap hands. There are just somethings that are more important than run itself.
What would you have done? Be honest.