I want to dedicate this story to Carrie, who needs a little laugh today.
Today while chatting with my mom on the phone, she made me remember a bizarre experience I had this time a couple years ago. There have only been a few times in my life where I have had, not necessarily a near death experience, but a moment where I was scared for my well being. I feel some are definitley worth sharing. This specific situation left me literally running for my life. Let me recount the situation for you.
It was a lovely Sunday in March and I decided to go for a run outside for the first time that year..not in the gym like I had been all winter. I was living with my friends in a nice townhouse complex. There was a neat path that wrapped around the buildings and went around back to a lake behind the community. It was surrounded by trees and was away from noise..and...to far for anyone to hear you scream.
I was thumping along, headphones in, music blaring and enjoying my run around the lake. All of a sudden, I feel a tug at my ponytail. Not a big one, but enough for me to slow down and look back. I saw nothing. A second or two later..I felt it again. This time, I saw a huge black bird swoop up to a tree ahead of me. It was so large, it had me stop and stare at it. Was it that bird that tugged on my hair? Before I can say to myself "surely not" it came flying at me, dropping to my level. I ducked, but felt it grab my hair again. Holy crap..this bird was trying to eat me! I turn around and see it land on a branch, (please picture the next part happening in slow motion..because thats how I remember it)..I see it start taking off towards me again...I jump up and take off running. With a rock song blasting on my ipod shuffle, I began running faster then I knew I could. (Where was that when I was on cross country? Ironically, my coach lived in my complex..too bad he didnt see me...if not to save me, at least to see I had it in me) This enormous bird was flying tree to tree along side of me..waiting for me to collapse with exhaustion. It was waiting for me to give up and die! I started wailing my arms (ya know, whipping out the self defense moves). For a brief moment, I felt panic. What was it going to do to me if I stopped? Probably peck my eyes out, or beak me to death. Finally, after what felt like the longest run of my life..I arrived to my door step. The ferocious beast had backed off. I entered my apartment and collapsed. My roommates, I think heard me coming, and ran to my aid. They couldn't believe what I was telling them. I told them to imagine Alfred Hitchcock's "The Birds". I know, I didnt think that movie was scary either. But you just wait until it actually happens to you..then its scary as crap! I survived my first, and hopefully only, deadly attack. Go me!
It is safe to say..I didn't run outside for awhile. I was skiddish around birds for a bit as well. I have recovered...but, I can rack that up to one of the most odd moments Ive ever had. I laugh now..and try to picture what I must have looked like. But, seriously...what was that about? I'm outdoors often.. in the forest and in the ocean..and this is how nature decides to attack. Not that I'm looking to be eaten or ripped to shreds..but if I'm gonna be chased..couldn't it had been by a bear or tiger?!
Carrie, I hope you enjoyed that :) If you start to feel sad, think of all the happy memories you and Princess had...and about me running like a crazy lady away from the dragon...i mean black bird..a huge black bird.
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