Thursday, May 23, 2013
I intentionally took off from exercise Monday and Tuesday. Wednesday life and weather got in the way, but today I knew I had to get out and back to it. I'm running in a 5K to raise money for our school district's elementary school playground fund Saturday morning and Judith is participating in a health walk over the same course at the same time. From there, we are driving to Kirby Park in Wilkes Barre, PA to watch our son's "band" perform. I think tomorrow will be pretty much a rest day.
Anyhow, the weather finally decided how it was going to behave and settled to a very light drizzle and I left the house a little before four PM. I did a my standard 10K route in about an hour, which is normal. I felt completely recovered from Sunday's race, but here's the interesting thing. About a quarter mile before the turn-around point, there is a sharp curve. I come around it and less than 200 feet in front of me there is a good sized black bear lumbering across the road. Was I scared? Yes! But so was the bear. It climbed over the railing and ran down the bank. We've seen bears around before. On our property, I feel safe because we have a home court advantage. There are shelters and we know where potential weapons are. On the road, we are protected by our car, but running in my shorts and a singlet with a steep woods on my left and a steeper drop on my right, I felt more like lunch than anything else. What was playing on my iPod? For real! This is not poetic license. MARTHA AND THE VANDELLAS "Nowhere To Run".
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