This morning I had a goose attack me - it charged from off the trail and bit me on the calf. Left a pretty good mark, too.
This morning I had a goose attack me - it charged from off the trail and bit me on the calf. Left a pretty good mark, too.
yes. A vicious DJ from a competing radio station attacked me when I was driving a recent race. He assaulted me verbally on the air. He was an animal.
Dogs, obviously, raccoons on a couple occasions, at least I'm pretty sure they were raccoons, it was dark and they lunged out from behind things so I didn't get a really good look. In New Zealand there was a place I ran in Nelson where the sea gulls dive bombed me constantly and there was some kind of small bird in Colorado once that did the same.
Bees, dogs and magpies.
Bees, mocking bird, a dog.
Bit on head my hawk.
Wild turkey, right around Thanksgiving. No kidding.
I don't know any animals that go for a run.
I've been attacked by an owl twice. Same time, same place, so I think same owl. No harm done. It tried to lift me by my hat, I think.
Geese are mean.
Canada Geese are the worst. They're aggressive and relentless. Many a run was interrupted by them.
Horseflies, of course!
dogs, dive bombing seagulls - mostly they fly away though. Gotten a bit too near some bears for comfort, but they weren't interested. Attacked by flies, mosquitoes, and gnats all the time, occasionally ticks too
kvothe wrote:
dogs, dive bombing seagulls - mostly they fly away though. Gotten a bit too near some bears for comfort, but they weren't interested. Attacked by flies, mosquitoes, and gnats all the time, occasionally ticks too
Flying dogs!?!?
Chicken. She was protecting her young and bit my calf.
A hawk once attacked me, I thought I was in an Alfred Hitchcock movie. It was my first run back from my post-track break, and as I struggled along and groaned repeatedly out loud, suddenly a hawk landed on my head. I felt I was on death’s doorstep and could only imagine the hawk pecking at my brain and losing precious brain cells. It began to peck and I sprinted away. It flew away but then when I paused at the end of the road to catch my breathe it landed on my head again. When I sprinted again it flew to the heavens. Second most traumatic day of my life.
Wasps, geese, dogs, a blue jay, motorists, a bull.
Buck charged me repeatedly while I ran away screaming for about a half mile. It'd charge me, I'd scream like a terrified school girl, it would get real close and huff and drop it's horns to me, then I'd run as fast as I could before it caught back up to me 100 yards later or so, then I'd turn cause it was so freaking close and we'd repeat the dance. Eventually after the 6th time it just let me leave.
Dogs. Ravens. Horses. Aggressive flying insects. Racists.
They talked about this on "The Muppets." I believe that Buddy Rich was attacked by The Animal. But he held his own ground and ended up prevailing: