Crazy things that have happened to you while out on a run.

Ah, celebrity sightings on runs. I had a good one on the Santa Monica Beach Trail (or whatever that concrete bike path is called). I was running there around 10am when few people were out there and I noticed some white guys in suits were sweeping the sand off the path. I thought that was weird. Then up ahead on the path I spotted a tall dark figure in a trench coat and someone holding an umbrella over him. Even weirder, it wasn't raining and the sun hadn't burned through the fog yet. Then I noticed a camera crew setting up over by the pier. Now it made more sense.

I was doing a fast tempo segment and was shirtless so as I passed the guy and made sure not to brush my funk against him I made eye contact. He gave me this long, creepy, very recognizable stare followed by a crooked smile. It was Jeff Goldblum.

Me and 3 friends were running, about to get onto some switchbacks. And we see a lady with her 2 dogs on the side of the trail. Headphones in and sitting down. Now, from a distance it looked like she was sitting on a bench. When we got closer it turns out she was taking a dump right next to the trail. Because her headphones were in and she was paying attention to her dogs, she didn't see us coming until we passed her. She stands, screams, and my friend almost throws up because the stench was quite terrible.

I thought it was hilarious!

Celebrity Sighting - I saw Willem Defoe sitting with an old woman in a wheel chair (I assume it was his mother) in downtown Orlando. He looked very grim and old when I made eye contact with him and smiled sheepishly. I felt bad for him as he appeared to be on a death watch.

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The guy running was Bill Murray, wasn't it?

At Hood To Coast one year, in the middle of the night a pick-up truck pulled up alongside me, slowed to my pace and rolled down the window. It was two drunk rednecks and one of them threw a half-empty PBR can at me and yelled with a twang, "Run faster, pus\sy!"

One morning, during one of my recent long runs, I pondered Boltzman's formula (i.e., S=k logW) and realized it is key to enumerating a grand unified theory of physics.

Just last month i was running my usual route which is primarily gravel road when a pickup barreled past me at top of a STEEP hill, careened out of control and spun off the road into the corn field at the bottom. The lone female driver had a busted jaw and the pickup had some minor damage (don't know how it didn't roll), but the irony is that just 2 days prior my pick-up was rolled on the other side of the very same hill (by my sister-in-law).

Seen all the usual wildlife; most interesting was a chunky coyote that shadowed me for about a mile in Colorado.

Meteor showers

A hs teammate had a seizure once. Scared the scat out of me.

numiler22 wrote:

Going out for runs when I used to have long hair I would get whistled at by males driving on the road only to hear their friends yell out, " That was a guy dude"..lol

In addition to running, I do a lot of biking, so my glutes are a bit overdeveloped for someone of my build. Anyway, I was doing a long run over the summer once when I had the pleasure to run past a large group of black guys. Despite having short hair and looking completely male, I heard quite a few of them make sexual comments about my ass.

Was running lat summer night. I was sweating, and my glistening arms attracted a woman in her yard as she hung the laundry. She was about 35 or 37, and had a great set of knockers. Her shirt was short, too tight, and her nipples tried to push through her sheer blouse. I stopped and asked her a name, and she offered me a glass of cool lemonade.

The lemonade ran down my neck, and gathered in my shorts, next to by now ever-growing bulge, as I watched her swivle her hips to a cd she just slid in.

She danced fo me. She came to me. We beagn to kiss, and she tore my shirt off, and pulled my hair while I slid up her skirt. Her golden himilayas were already mosit, and she moaned as I slid into her. We made a slow maon and I slowly satisfied her every sexual desire while she laid back on the kitchen counter.

Soon I released my cookies and she yelled with pleasure while making scratches in my back.

To this day, I see her. Alone all day while her husband is at work.

On for another mile.

And miles to go before I sleep.

So I was running over at Greenbelt Park, just outside Washington DC, one evening after work. I needed to use the restroom in the middle of my run, so I stopped at the Sweetgreen trail hub. As I am doing my business within one of the stalls, an older man, dressed in work attire, walks into the stall next to me. He proceeds to sit and fidget for a few moments, of which I pay no attention to.

I am getting ready to flush and continue on with my run, as the door flings open. From running here before, I know that the locks on these stalls are fairly weak and as I reached behind to flush, i took my focused gaze away from the stall door. I quickly get up to close the door and I see the old guy standing three feet in front of me. I instantly apologize, but before I can utter even "excuse me", I see a fully erect penis bursting through the man's fly.

Within the instant, I can only say hello as I quickly bounce around the depraved deviant and walk outside.

One night around 9 PM or so the northern lights were putting on a great show so naturally I was looking up/watching them as I ran. I didn't realize that I was running straight toward a cow moose. I got to within 5-10 feet of it before seeing it at which point I nearly shat myself and got the heck out of there. Thankfully it didn't charge at all, but it did have it's ears back.

I was running through a forest on a trail path and a deer came came out of nowhere and ran in to my legs taking them from underneath me. I was winded pretty badly from the landing.

Another time I was running along a trail and a dog wit owner were infront. As a ran past the dog dropped its stick and jumped up and bit in to my thigh... I still have small scar from that.

My brother had the misfortune of finding a dead body lieing face down in a canal when he was on a morning run. he had to wait a while in the cold until the police arrived and took a statement from him.

At the start of a 5k race a few days ago, this heavier woman was walking her dog on the trail at about the 200 meter mark. As the pack ran by, somebody accidentally kicked her dog, and she spun around and yelled, "I'll stab you, you sons of b!tches!!" Funniest thing ever.

Did you ever see Bill Clinton again?

In the span of 10 days, i had two rather amazing wildlife encounters in Denali National Park in the summer of 1989. First, i was heading to a trail and saw two bear cubs cross the highway, though i went in the direction they had just left. Of course the mama bear hadn't crossed yet, so i came between her and her cubs. After acting stupidly human while slowly backing up (as the park rangers taught us), i then made a mad dash for the highway and sprinted home scared but safe. Never ran without a bear bell again while in Alaska.

a few days later, on the desolate park road, many miles from anywhere, while ascending along a dropoff, a wolf popped up over the edge within 10 feet of me. I think the wolf was just as startled as i was. H/she came toward me slowly, and to me he looked sickly, but i had never seen a wild wolf up close, so what did i know. Anyway, i get backing away and yelling at it like you might a dog, even threw a few rocks. Nothing worked, and finally a car came by, one of the few allowed on the road each day, noticed i might be in trouble, and charged right at the wolf honking its horn madly. teh wolf scrambled back down the cliff, and i continued my run (my wife still is mad at me for not getting in the car).

I had someone throw a full can of beer at me and missed, Someone once threw an apple at me and missed, I ran into a bear and it ran the other way after it made a snorting noise, been called everything under the sun. I guess I'm pretty lucky!

I finished a run in the park and was stretching out by my car in the parking lot. Behind my car there was a small brook. A woman was sitting in the shade of a nearby tree with her two dogs watching me stretch out and began to make casual conversation. After talking for a few minutes I was ready to hop in my car and go back home when she asked if my legs needed to be rubbed down because I looked very tired and insisted that it would be good for me. I was caught off guard and felt really awkward so I respectfully declined and drove away. When I look back at it I feel like I really disappointed her by not letting her rub my legs down and wonder where things could've gone had I given her the opportunity.

I stepped on a rattlesnake while trail running.