Sunday, February 13, 2011

Mr. Race Man

I was running along one of the trails in Griffith Park today and came across a lovely family out for a stroll. The mother and father were each carrying a sleepy child in their arms, and there was third boy walking ahead of them. He was, oh, about this old. (Picture me holding out my hand at about the height where a four-year-old's head would reach.) As I ran passed him, he called out "hi there, Mister Race Man!"

Oh, the precious little angel!

I am Mister Race Man! I glanced back and gave him a quick smile and a wave, and a big "hi there!".

If you're going to interrupt me on a run, THAT's the way to do it.


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