Yesterday I was going to type up a tome about how to eat well when you're in a nutritional minefield (aka Australia Day BBQ at relos)but I have put that on hold to describe today's events.
This morning I went for my morning walk. I left at 5.10am in full sunlight and walked a good couple of kilometres when I decided that to help acclimate my feet to bitumen that I would do a bit of running on the way home. I ran down the hill (about 500m) and towards our local service station where there was a young man in his early twenties loitering towards the path that I take to go home. Being cautious, I ran up the path on the opposite side of the road and decided to cross a good 100m or so in front of him to be safe.
Anyway imagine my horror as I'm crossing the road and here is this guy running toward me as if he is going to spear tackle me. I started picking up the pace as he drew level and he said to me that he wanted to "race me up the hill" (home is uphill all the way). I was getting really worried by this stage and told him I wasn't interested - then he started hurling abuse at me. I thought then that it was time to put the foot on the accelerator and I took off towards home and up the hill with him in hot pursuit. Good news is that I managed to outrun the bastard pretty quickly my thoughts were that he was probably high on something, likely speed, but my overwhelming thought was "thank goodness I'm fit".
I've spent the morning talking to the Police and describing the incident. It's not going to deter me from running, but it does pay to be vigilant and aware of your surroundings at all times.
In Terminator 2, Sarah Connor had a point. Being prepared for anything is a must....