Makes Me Smile

So I wanted to write about this guy, in case I ever forgot about it. Several mornings a week, on our way to the office along H Street, we pass this man I call the spinning guy or the twirling guy. He has this wacky workout of twirling around as he runs down the street. I've seen him as far down as 8th or 9th or 10th street, or as close as North Capitol. He is in fantastic shape, always smiling and chanting and wearing about the same workout gear. But everyone laughs when they see him. He's pure joy at a time we'd rather be at home in bed, or anywhere but driving into work. Just had to remember him.