On Sunday, I completed my last long run prior to my two upcoming races. I wanted this final run to have lots of long hills and rather than driving 1.5 hours up the highway to the mountains, I opted to run a brushed-in old road/trail out my back door.
As you may or may not recall, I live in an untamed part of the world and I am a bit paranoid of large predators. The trail is very brushy and thick with berries so I’m extra nervous. What bear wouldn’t want a portion of protein with their fruit? So I asked Mr. Husband to ride his ATV while I ran. He agreed.
It has to be pretty boring to ride an ATV with someone who is attempting to run up a hill. I say attempting as it doesn’t really look like running, more like a hunched over sllooowwww jog. Fortunately there are no photos of my less than perfect uphill running form (just think of Quasimodo wearing a camelbak and Asics).
It was nice to have the comfort of company, but it didn’t help that he kept riding up beside me to say he saw more wolf poo. This happened like 3 or 4 times. Then he commented on a weird smell at one part of the trail. I told him it was stink currants, but it was likely a bear. Bears really stink and if you are ever unfortunate enough to get close to one or close to where one just was, you will smell it.
I tried the “I’m just going to ignore all these comments” approach as ignorance is bliss, but fear won out and I ended up only running the route twice (I was aiming for 3). It didn’t help that at one point Kobi had her hackles up and wouldn’t pass a part of the trail. It was probably just a weird shadow as her eyesight isn’t that great, but it still freaked me out. I finished up my run in a more open area and all ended well.
Would you run with wolves or bears? How’s your hill running form? Check out my kittens, they’re growing!!