Today I'm linking up again with The Lady Okie and Sunshine to the Square Inch for our monthly Runners Tell All Blog Link Up. This month we're talking about the most memorable running moments we've had thus far.
This one is kind of hard for me to pin down. I've had some great races, like when this happened:
|Second half marathon and first sub-2 hour half|
|Earning that medal never felt so good!|
Or maybe my recent Ragnar experience, and all the craziness that comes along with Ragnar:
But I think what really takes the cake as most memorable was just an average run last summer. It was early, probably 5:45ish, and I was finishing up a 3 or 4 mile run. I remember it was summer because it was still light out then.
I had about 1 more mile until home, and was running down a block on the more residential part of a main drag here in town. I typically stay off this street because it is so busy, but my route takes me on it for exactly one block.
As I turned the corner onto the sidewalk, I saw an elderly man shuffling down the sidewalk, about halfway down the block. He was going pretty slow, so I knew I'd have to run by him before I turned again. Then I took in his appearance.
Scrub pants and shirt. Socks, no shoes. What the heck? What is this guy doing and where did he come from?
Of course, my mind went to the worst. Escaped mental patient maybe? There actually is a small in-patient facility not to far from where we were. Or maybe he was just an escapee from the local nursing home, also not far away.
This was before I started carrying my cell phone with me, so I didn't really feel comfortable stopping to check things out. I managed to sneak by him, and then carried on my way. I do feel guilty for not stopping to see if he needed help, and I still wonder who he was, what he was doing, and where he was going.
The circumstances were so odd that I haven't forgotten about it, although the rest of the run is a total blur.
Do you have any memorable running experiences? Join our link up and tell us about it!