Something I've been wondering for a while now is why runners never smile at each other, or even acknowledge each other's presence. For an activity as unrelentingly difficult, essentially pointless and frequently unpleasant as running, you would think that those that do it would recognise something in their fellow runners, some sort of bond that unites them in this pursuit that is unfathomable to those that don't do it.
I've tried to get the ball rolling. I've nodded and hello'd and thumbs upped for miles but to no avail. Mostly what you get back is nothing. Sometimes disdain.
The way I see it, running is hard but nobody is forcing you to do it, so you must be getting something out of it, you must have some reason for doing it. And if you're going to do it, why not try and enjoy rather than just endure?
I would start a facebook campaign if I knew how. You might be able to get Rage Against The Machine to number one, but can you get that jogger to smile?
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