My final run before I start on my training schedule proper and I it involved a new and slightly strange experience.
OK I've not been running that long, but I've been out there in all weathers and different times of day although I probably tend to stick with the same routes now.
I'm in the middle of the threshold section of my run this morning and see this guy walking toward me on the foot/cycle path not far from the Boongate roundabout. I'm think I'm slightly obsessed as I always try to say good morning, or whatever is relevant to anyone I meet and give them a smile if I'm able and even on a threshold run I can manage that much.
Anyway, just as I approached this guy he stepped into my path waving a leaflet at me. He wasn't a small man, so it did worry me for a split second. Timing was such that it would have been hard to turn around and a combination of woolly shrubbery and his size, a swerve was out of the question too. So I slowed my pace a bit hoping if I took his leaflet he'd move out of my way. As I neared I made a grab for the leaflet said my good morning and added thank you. Once he'd realised I wasn't stopping for a chat he did step aside quite quickly, but I left him mumbling something after me. Well he may not have been mumbling but I'm a bit deaf, so it sounded that way from behind.
I looked at the leaflet briefly before I folded it up to put it into my bum bag (I'm a good girl, I try not to litter) and it was an invitation to a prayer meeting!
I had to smile, as regardless of your or my religious beliefs it just tickled me that this guy was so determined he was willing to risk injury from a runner who might not stop. He gets 10/10 for effort and brightening my day, even if he didn't win me over to get me to his meeting.