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

^^^^That !

did that sh!t really happen 2 posts up??? or was it bill murray in the jeep?

You can't make that shit up. Yes, it happened. And unless Bill Murray is Mexican, it wasn't Bill Murray driving he Jeep. (and NOTHING against Mexicans, but it was a Mexican driving the Jeep).

That was Bill Murray bro.

I was out for a run in Pueblo in the early 80s and got bit in the calf by a dog. The dog owners name was Tony Sandoval.

1. Ran past a group of punk looking people at the edge of town that were having a party. Lucky I had my doberman with me and they didn't bother me.

2. Had a poo emergency in the middle of town and only had seconds to do something. Found a long residential driveway and hid in the hedge there with traffic going by hoping no one was looking out their front window seeing my behind.

3. Had a big rock thrown at me from a residential neighborhood barely missing me.

4. Ran by a "bad" girls home for delinquents and got a lot of embarrasing cat calls from a group that was by the building.

5. Running late at night got a funny feeling and turned around and there was a big german shepard sneaking up on me with its teeth bared and not making a sound. He circled me a bit and took off.

6. While in college talked to an attractive girl running around the lit track at night and she basically propositioned me. She told me she was married and didn't get along with her husband. I said I had to get going and got out of there.

7. In high school was running with girl friend and thought I could show off by hurdling a safeway shopping cart. I made it except for the tip of my trailing foot which didn't make it and caused me to bif it big time. I don't think she was impressed as I picked rocks out of my hands, arms, and legs.

8. While in college was running around a park and came upon a small girl (3-year old or so) lying face down. I stopped and went around her to look at her face. She was not awake and had blood coming out of her nose. I thought she might be dead! I tapped her and she woke up and started crying and was looking for her siblings. I picked her up and walked around the park asking everyone if they knew her and finally found her young 5 or 6-year old siblings. They said they lived just up the street so I walked with them and the little girl to the house. There was a babysitter there that let the kids go play at the park without supervision. I was pissed and was going to go back and tell the parents but I forgot to and never did. I wish I would have.

9. Some people yelled stuff at me and then got stuck at a traffic light as I ran up to them. They were nervous.

A friend of mine told me him and another guy got cut off by a car that cut in front of them and stopped in their path and the other guy simply ran up on top of the hood of the car and down the other side and kept going! I wish I could have seen that.

Same friend was running at university indoor track doing intervals and some football players got in the way of the track group and some words were said. One of the big football players goes over to one of the track guys and grabs him by the throat and pins him up agains the wall (240 lbs vs 140 lbs or so). Well the track runner's twin brother was nearby and he went up and kicked the football player were it counted and dropped him to the ground. My friend told me this story with glee since he didn't like the football players much.

Was doing a workout with the team in high school. We were running mile repeats on a trail, finishing near a big baseball field. We saw what looked like a woman sleeping against the tree, but obviously thought nothing of it, until a rival team that was working out on the field discovered that she was dead (suicide by gunshot).

formidable doer of the nasty wrote:

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.

Coincidentally, the papers mentioned today that Lance's post-scandal brand endorsement value is about the same as Jeff Goldblum's.

Dunno whether to be surprised it's so high or so low.

Out for a trail run a couple of years ago. I came around a bend and saw a bunch of hikers looking down a gulch into a stream bed. As I looked, I saw a man face down in the stream. He was either a suicide victim or had had a heart attack. Here in Japan it is relatively common for people to go out into the woods to commit suicide. I was a little jumpy for a while after that when I did trail runs.

No Mexicans drive Jeeps in Glendale.

Mary Decker blew by me one time.

I'd let Mary Decker blow me any time.

oppositiexchanged looks, then off it trotted into the dawn. Off I went, smiling as I realized that I had snuch up on a fox and jumped over it.onal defiant disorder wrote:

I was stalked by a fox who chased after me once during a run. The fox kept his distance from me but it really freaked me out.

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I was running a Maryland trail pre-dawn while wearing 2-1/2 lb. wrist & ankle weights and wearing sandals (lol), feeling smooth and strong near 6:30 pace and pushing for a run PB. I had the hammer down flying a creek hill, rounded a turn to find a small, orange-colored animal preening itself in the middle of the trail. I thought it was a cat, and I jumped over it without breaking stride. As I looked down it looked up. It was a red fox! Startled, it dashmdd to the right, then stopped. I stopped. W

...we exchanged glances, then ran into the dawn in the forest.

1. Chased and nearly caught a koala. Thought it was a wild pig, so sprinted after it. Was a bit confused when I was catching it. It nearly had a heart attack and tried to climb a tree only to get a metre or so up and within arm reach, and was coughing and snorting.

2. Whilst riding crashed on a very steep downhill doing about 60kph after hitting a wallaby. Superman over the bars sliding about 30 metres down the road. Did a 9 point landing with a small scrape on both wrists, both elbows, both knees, both feet, and my chest. Coughed up blood for a day, but not dramas. Bike half trashed. A mate picked me up, put the bike on the roof. His car had bad suspension, hit a bump and my bike flew off at speed fully trashing it.

3. Head down doing hill reps on a bike, nearly ran in to 2 emus. Running did the same another day.

4. Riding came across a lingerie photo shoot in the forest. Well, she was down to her lingerie at that point. Flicked through lots of skin mags at the newsagent for the next few months, seeing if I could recognise her.

5. Found a girl in a ditch on a trail one day, when at speed on my mountain bike. Had to bunny hop her. She was gorgeous, dazed and all dressed up and asked me for water and wanted to be pointed to the nearest road.

Apologies for not converting decimal to empirical.

I was running up to a ridge one day. When I got to the top, I heard a rustling in the woods about 100 yards to my right. I look over and there are two moose! I think they were both females though, they just ran away from me.

1) While on a run got caught taking a dump in the woods once by a female runner. She just said ‘oh’, and kept on going. Very embarrassing.

2) Ran by another runner who was taking a dump in the woods. He looked up at me and was clearly embarrassed… I just said ‘happens to us all!”

3) Came across a bear in the woods, and a coyote and her two pups. Scared both times but nothing happened.

4) Was running down a small country road when 100m in front of me a car swerved for no reason and hit a pole. The car was totaled. I got to the car just as another car had pulled over. The driver, an older women, had fallen asleep at the wheel. The driver who had pulled over was a doctor, so he took over from there.

5) While running in Ottawa Canada one morning, came across two men getting it on. Found out later it was a known gay pick up site.

6) Was cooling down in NJ with some college teammates after a race and was desperately looking for some trails to run on. We found some, and after a few min we rounded a corner and saw 10 plus people in full armor having a sword fight. It turns out we had turned onto the property of a Renaissance fair. They politely asked us to leave. That was surreal!

7) Was attacked by a hawk once. It kept dive bombing me. I think I had gotten too close to its nest.

Over the last week or so I'd noticed a few dead mice along a stretch of trail that I run regularly. Last night I wasn't paying close attention on that stretch, and SQUISH. The guts of a bloated dead mouse went splattering, but only a little bit got onto my shoes. Pretty freaking gross. The curse of being a heavy, heel-striker of a runner.