I went to Brooklyn to watch the New York City Marathon today.
It always gets me teary eyed to see complete strangers cheering on other complete strangers. It reminds me of that post-9-11 camaraderie that blanketed New York for a few months, when strangers hugged strangers and you couldn't find an asshole within 20 miles.
Here's what blows my mind, though. When we'd yell out "Go Andrea!" or "Good job, Riccardo!" or "You're DOING it, Jayne!" the runners would actually look at us, smile, and say "Thank you!"
Uhhhh.....DUUUUUDE! You're. running. a. marathon!
I think you can put the courtesy on pause for a second and save your breath...while you finish running.