I was running along the paths at the Detroit River on Tuesday afternoon when I passed a group of young guys. One of them smiled, put out his hand and offered me a high five as I ran past. Thank you to that guy! I run the same route regularly, and I can't tell you how many men 2 to 3 times your age (and mine) whistle or make inappropriate comments to me, making me feel intimidated and objectified. Your high five was encouraging and brightened my day.