I saw him this morning and he turned around to be with me for a bit. He asked if I was going to be back after this weekend (he knows my race is next week), and then asked if I had pockets, because he had a little gift for me. I got a little on edge** but he said something about when you have something nice to say you should say it, and handed me a folder slip of paper, then turned to continue on the way he had been going. I put it in my pocket to open when I finished.
It says, "You have a powerful, amazing, beautiful, perfect smile!!!! And you ought to see yourself from behind!! You're stunning! Why do you think I went out of my way to meet you?"
So it's sweet, if a little much, but we talk about his daughter and I don't think she visits so often and I'm going to take it in the spirit it was given.
I never even passed notes in grade school.
** a few years ago on this trail there was another gentleman who would want to chat, though he always wanted me to stop for a bit. Over time he started saying things like you're more beautiful every time I see you, which in the middle of ten miles is simply not true. He also asked me out, and I finally had to tell him to please stop because he was creeping me out. He's still there sometime but now he just gets the nod and wave.