Today, for the first time since I was a little kid, it wasn’t raining. Okay, really, it’s been over 2 weeks since the sun has graced us with its presence, but that is a really long time for someone who is convinced she is partly solar-powered.
Like many of us sun-deprived zombies, I went outside the first chance I could. Today’s run was awesome! It wasn’t cold, so I was out in a tshirt instead of a long-sleeved shirt, and I actually worked up a sweat.
I was bound and determined to do the full 5K, and I think I could have made it, too, but at around my 2.25 (ish) mark, a fox crossed the road, about 100m in front of me. I slowed down and watched to see what the fox would do. It stopped. And sat. And faced me. And stared. And frankly creeped me out.
So I crossed the road, thinking it would just saunter off into the woods. Nope. He turned and faced me. And kept staring. What up fox? Geez.
I am not an animal expert. I do not know foxes. I had no idea what foxes do if people run by them, or even walk by them, or even look at them, really. So I admitted defeat, tipped my head to the fox, and turned around. I walked for a bit as fox kept watching me. Then I started to run again, turning my head at the odd interval to make sure I wasn’t being followed. I wasn’t. The fox went back into the woods.
About another km or so up the road, as I was passing by the cows’ fields (where I have yet to see a cow this year!), I encountered another fox. Apparently 3:30PM is Fox Happy Hour on the Ferry Road or something. Anyway, this one really wasn’t near me and didn’t turn to face me or anything, so I kept running, just keeping a close eye on it.
So, I think I clocked around 4.5k. Knowing I probably could have made it that extra 0.5k makes me almost as happy as if I had done it.
Do many of you encounter wildlife (specifically foxes) when you’re out running? What’s the best thing to do? Was I being smart or a wuss?