I’d joined a running group as a way of keeping fit, what I didn’t expect was the social aspect of it to be so enjoyable. The group were of varying age and ability, but the inclusive nature of it was really nice.
Vera was the first in the group I got to speak to, and we ran at a similar pace so we would find ourselves running together on some of the longer runs. I’d never quite managed to place her age, but I would take a guess at early 40s although she doesn’t look it. She had been born in Italy, and still had family there, but had lived in the UK for a long time to the point where she had a very cute Scots/Italian accent. I quickly picked up she was single, and she made a few references to her church. As weeks went by, I picked up more about her – she’d been weeks from getting married when she was dumped and it was then she’d spent more time involved with her church. I made an assumption that this meant this would take priority over any future relationship. We flirted a bit but I never really pressed it any further.