Sometimes you're just not in the mood for running. But you have to go out. Because you told all your friends that you're gonna run real far in a few months. So you kind of pout along, dragging your feet saying to yourself, "I'd rather be doing something that wasn't running." And then you hit an uphill. And then it starts raining. Things are looking grim.
But then plodding methodically down the hill comes a grey haired wonder. An old lady wearing sneakers and a fanny pack and running with a little hitch, but basically as fast as you are. And she's smiling. And then she smiles to you and waves and says, "good morning!" And you can't help but smile and say good morning back to her. She passes and with her passes your malcontent. Now your smiling.
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