In my head this was going to be about running hills. I do still want to write about that, hence the blog title that allows me to write a sequel. Instead though, this will be more about what happened on my last 2 hill runs rather than the running itself.
Something changes in us during the shorter, colder days of winter. We bundle up in layers, walk a little faster and stare at either the icy ground below or at our final destination, thinking either will get us there just that little bit faster. As a result we don’t always notice others going by. I see this all the time on my winter runs. As someone approaches me I can tell they are avoiding looking up or acknowledging my presence. I always try to say a quick “Hi”, but sometimes feel foolish, or even a bit intrusive. Continue reading