The support of strangers you will never meet.

This little post of mine was inspired by an earlier post I just read under success stories regarding "the runner's high". This will get philosophical (and I make no apologies:))

For many of us, we might be the only ones in our family trying to get more fit, maybe losing some weight, etc. (This is so for me at least). So there we are, it is early morning, everyone is asleep still, yet we quietly, maybe slowly crawl out of bed, put on the non-shafing underwear, the sweat absorbing t-shirt (that might be a little stiff and sweaty smelling perhaps from yesterday's excursion), give our socks a quick sniff (yep, not too bad, still good for one more run) lace up our running shoes and head out the door. Maybe it is still mostly dark, maybe a little cold or windy and for a brief moment you might stop and think: Why? or " I wish my spouse, teen would join me, so it would not feel so all alone". And so you begin your run, streets maybe still deserted as you huff and puff along the trails. And just when you think you are all alone you spy another one, maybe coming your way or across the street, maybe a block away, or coming up behind you. ANOTHER RUNNER, out there just like you. And instantly you recognize a fellow soul, a fellow traveler along the road to fitness or that runner's high. Alone no more. For that brief moment in time you feel that connection as she/he jogs by, the arm comes up for a friendly wave, you smile and maybe even feel that extra bounce in your step. And you realize, LIFE IS GOOD.
So the next time, you find yourself "alone" out there, realize this. At any given moment there are 10000's of us, jogging along in solitude all connected. Can you feel it?