Stolen Moments at the Lincoln

My mother enjoys my blog entries, and I love doing them, but I hate writing the words to accompany the photos. They always say that a picture is worth a thousand words, so I believe that it is not necessary to ruin the moment with mindless blabber, so please bear with me for a bit.
This photo was taken at the Lincoln Memorial Exercise Stairs, and it sort of defines photography for me. I love photography, but I believe that the world has lost sight of the true art of photography. The stranger in this photo is nothing more than a stranger to you and I, but what does that really mean? What does this photo mean to you? Who jogs as 6am, when it’s 30 degrees outside?
The point is that, these things don’t matter because it’s whatever you want it to be.
Told you… Mindless blabber. I hope you enjoy this stolen moment in time.