This morning I read a magazine article about the spirit in London during the summer Olympics. It spoke about the positive mood and friendly helpfulness which pervaded this great city; it was a time when strangers could speak to one another.
I've mentioned before that I'm on a one woman mission to make the local running community a cheerier place. Today Richmond Park was filled with the usual cyclists and runners, all braving the cold and frosty morning. I made a point of saying "good morning" to most runners I went past. It makes me smile when they return the greeting; it makes me chuckle when they do so with a tone asking "do I know you?" - afterall, why else would someone in London wish a passerby a good morning?
At the start of my run I went past two chaps who returned my cheery greeting. Later, I saw them on the opposite side of the park and was delighted when they greeted me with a friendly "hi!". I haven't converted the whole community (yet), but for a fleeting moment the spirit of the Olympics returned to a small, sunny corner of London.
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