Winter running in Wisconsin can be challenging. But every once in a while it’s heaven. Last night we got an inch of fresh snow so this morning I headed out of town to enjoy the peace and quiet of country roads. Fortunately for me, that just means a 10 minute drive. I parked my car at a corner bar…another great thing about Wisconsin is that there are corner bars in the middle of nowhere…and headed out on the virgin snow. On the rare occasion that a car comes by, you can count on the driver waving at you…it’s sort of an unwritten rule in the country. I guess they figure if you are running out there, they must know you.
This particular run went from good to great as I was passing a farm. The old farmer was plowing the driveway with his big tractor and he was approaching the road just as I was running past. When he saw me he broke into the biggest grin and waved at me with enthusiasm, as if I was part of his family. Of course, I returned the jesture. Maybe he thought he knew me, but that’s not important…it felt like he sent me a little peice of his heart. It was like a present and so timely too as I turned 53 today. I felt lighter on my feet after that.
So the next time you are out and about and see people walking their dogs or running or biking…smile and wave at them like you mean it…you never know what kind of impact it could have on their day.