Ohio, 2001. I was running northwest along a river road out in the country doing my long run. It was a beautiful day with a gentle breeze and sunshine. I get to the halfway point (8 miles I think), cross a bridge, and begin heading southeast along the river road that runs on the other side of the river. The sky in front of me is still clear, bright, and beautiful. A few miles later, a car passes me, slows down, and the driver says, "you're about to get wet", then points his thumb toward his back and drives off. I had no idea what he was talking about, but suddenly I feel the wind kick up. I look back and there is a MASSIVE storm front bearing down on me. I mean, it's like something out of a disaster movie. I'm probably 4 miles from home at this point, so I decide to up my pace. I begin running tempo pace for several minutes, but the wind is getting stronger and stronger. Leaves and grass begin to blow around and then I feel some rain start. I hear thunder and realize I am not going to be able to outrun this front and need to take shelter. There aren't too many houses on this road, but I do see a bridge up ahead. I jump the railing, slide down the bank, and crouch under the steel i-beam rafters. Within 30 seconds of me crawling under the bridge, I hear a huge gush of wind, see trees falling over on one side of the bridge, then the bridge begins to shake, then trees start falling on the other side of the bridge. Things calm down a bit and there is heavy rain and lightning for 10 minutes, followed by a calm with just rain. I crawl out after 20-30 minutes to see trees down everywhere, power lines are down, a barn roof is partially torn off in the distance, I can see tree limbs everywhere. I am shirtless and in short shorts and this is before cell phones. I jog to the nearest house, knock on the door, explain what had happend, and ask to use their phone. They oblige and I call my wife to come pick me up, but she can't get through, though, because all the roads are closed due to downed lines and trees. I end up walking a mile or so out to a road that is open so she can pick me up. Crazy run.