Astaire

This man made me smile. He's not running here, he's dancing-- seriously dancing. Nailing exacting footwork, grace, and a low hummed melody. No self-consciousness. No audience he's aware of. Probably, in New York style, no audience at all.

Just me, plodding along. I didn't even have to slow down to stalk Astaire or snap this without his image smearing across the frame.  Did a 40 minute glacial run just to run. No pain and nothing felt scary off.

I made me smile, too.