"Holy shit, I'm going to get eaten by a bobcat. I think I just heard him (always a him) over there."
...turn headlamp to look off into a field but keep running so you see nothing...
"Yes, that was definitely the bobcat. And now he's following me."
"I bet that car that just drove by, that didn't move to the other lane to give me space, is going to turn around, come back, and kidnap me. I just know it."
yes, I'm totally sane.
Oh, and there actually was an apparent bobcat or cougar sighting I was made aware of right before my run. by one of my neighbors. awesome.
After I was back "in town" I ran the next six under street lamps feeling much safer and much more responsible. gooooood little runner.
I finished those 8 miles and realized something... only a runner, a real, live, in the flesh runner would run at night.
Holy pepperoni, I'm a runner! and even more importantly, I LOVE RUNNING.
Hugs and kisses, Steffi