….And sometimes pecans do. On Wednesday morning, I set out on my 10 mile run before sunrise. My legs felt heavy from the hill workout I had done on Tuesday making my easy pace harder than normal. I turned onto Collins, ran up an easy hill and onto the bike path. A few blocks later, I saw a black and white creature scurrying off towards a nearby parking lot. I stopped, realized that it was a skunk and that it was traveling away from me, and decided to continue on the bike path. However, I quickly changed my course when the skunk turned around and scurried in my direction. I jump turned and ran the opposite way, crossed the street, and ran on the road. That was close!
Running to my kid’s elementary school and back is only eight miles, so when I got back to my neighborhood, I needed to do a few large laps to finish ten. On my first lap, traffic forced me up onto the sidewalk. And that’s when it happened. Something popped me in the face right under my eye. It felt like a rock. I kept running, avoiding all trees as I finished my miles. My face burned. I wasn’t sure if I was bleeding or not, but I didn’t really care at that point. When I got back to my house, I looked in the mirror to see the damage.
Nature got the best of me on Wednesday’s morning run.