The Sidewalk

I walk my boyz (“dogs” if you are a friend I have yet to meet) on the sidewalk almost every day. We encounter lots of people on the sidewalk, with the exception of the Winter months. Most people are weenies and don’t get out much during the cold weather. We do. Today it was 33 degrees.

Today we passed only one other person. A lone lady runner.

A few weeks back we passed a group of runners. The boyz and I stepped off the sidewalk as we normally do so the runner’s stride would not be interrupted. I understand this because I used to run back in the day. I hated to stop.

They passed by without a “thank you” or any hint of a smile – just like always.

On that day, I decided that I would “never” step off the sidewalk for runners again. My thoughts got ugly as I concluded what an arrogant bunch they are.