tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4802503037956877637.post1175174704753095018..comments2024-01-20T06:48:41.885-05:00Comments on Baby Tea Leaves: Running Scared: An Open ForumChristie O.http://www.blogger.com/profile/16119774914469200174noreply@blogger.comBlogger8125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4802503037956877637.post-59492124009283205172009-07-22T13:46:08.973-04:002009-07-22T13:46:08.973-04:00I have the answer, run with a big scary dog!!!! I...I have the answer, run with a big scary dog!!!! I have a really sweet rotweiler, and I promise noone ever looks my way, ha ha ha!!<br /><br />No seriously that is super scary, in college I use to run the trails close to the river, until one day a man flashed himself to me, I was shocked, I couldn't believe he would do that, sickos.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4802503037956877637.post-74768426380746874792009-07-20T16:34:48.605-04:002009-07-20T16:34:48.605-04:00We live in the country. Not like "Deliveranc...We live in the country. Not like "Deliverance" country, but I jog on country roads where houses can be few and far between and driveways are really long and there are no sidewalks, only drainage ditches. I'm always scared. I take my cell and usually wish I had mace. My husband said I could take the little .22 but you know I'd just shoot myself in the foot while jogging so that really just isn't practical. Every car that comes by makes me nervous (and not just because 55 mph is the speed limit...and there's no sidewalks). I hate it and it makes for a miserable jog. But I love being outside in the early morning with the birds and the dew and the sun. So I do it. Once in a while. Otherwise I'm a treadmill girl. But I don't train for anything. If I did, I'd HAVE to be outside. <br />It isn't fair. But unfortunately it's the crappy world we live in.ChupieandJ'smama (Janeen)https://www.blogger.com/profile/12367131116081742274noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4802503037956877637.post-32369519713549593992009-07-20T00:31:02.186-04:002009-07-20T00:31:02.186-04:00you never told me about "those" perv'...you never told me about "those" perv's! what the? hillc!<br />you need to borrow my dog Gus. nobody F's with me with him at my side. he is such a wimp but looks tough and loves to run...like for miles and miles. i wish you could borrow him. that's it. im getting you a dog for your bday this year. a man eating dog.Jenniferhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08502453987704946612noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4802503037956877637.post-22234855027681514652009-07-19T12:06:21.429-04:002009-07-19T12:06:21.429-04:00I just thinking about this type of thing. In my c...I just thinking about this type of thing. In my case it is wanting to go to the gym in the wee hours. I don't to make myself a target by leaving my home the same time everyday. Hey, that is when I want to work out. No fair..now I have to wait for the sun to come up to go to the gym. I live on a military base. You would think I was safe. Sorry there are nuts are everywhere!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4802503037956877637.post-5351008146052772292009-07-18T10:28:51.504-04:002009-07-18T10:28:51.504-04:00I hate that it has to be that way!!
I don't ...I hate that it has to be that way!! <br /><br />I don't really have any answers, but I would definitely carry mace or something with you!!*Lissa*https://www.blogger.com/profile/05295886114161326796noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4802503037956877637.post-61497491401671465492009-07-17T10:19:33.373-04:002009-07-17T10:19:33.373-04:00I'm pretty sure you read my account of the man...I'm pretty sure you read my account of the man in the green jacket on my blog a million years ago. I get it about the crazies. And about staying aware, trusting your gut, being prudent. It sucks that we have to. <br /><br />I remember when my mom was sick, and I just wanted to go walking in the forest preserve as I'd done a million times before, just to get away somewhere that I could think and reflect and be alone. I picked up the paper while I drank my coffee at the kitchen table that morning and read of abducted joggers on some trail, different forest-like area. That day, I became so angry when I realized that I would never feel safe getting away alone in such a way. So, I went to the mall instead. And got scammed by some asshats with a fake sob story supposedly selling magazines that I never received. At least they didn't physically attack me.<br /><br />I have no answers, either, other than to stay alert and not take too many chances. And carry mace. Or something, um, stronger.Maggie's Mindhttp://maggiesmind.blogspot.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4802503037956877637.post-58651006558216210582009-07-16T17:49:08.997-04:002009-07-16T17:49:08.997-04:00Oh, man, I know what you mean. It took me a long ...Oh, man, I know what you mean. It took me a long time to get the guts to jog somewhere outside of our neighborhood. (Luckily, our neighborhood is quiet, open, and each "lap" is over 1 mile.) When I finally did, it was after mentioning that I felt apprehensive to my husband. (With probably a similar rant. ;-) He said to take my cell phone (which you do) and that it was less likely that the "crazies" would be out in the extremely early morning (which was when I tend to do my longer workouts). I'm glad I got the guts to do it--our local coast trail is pretty well-populated with other women exercising in the morning (alone and in groups), so I felt a bit safer. <br /><br />That said, I think our best hope is constant vigilance and backup planning. A good self-defense class is probably a good idea, too. (I remember we had a unit about it in jr. high PE class...although we just got the info, not the hand-to-hand part that a true self-defense classes includes.)Pubsgalhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05636089392777186992noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4802503037956877637.post-47734314789846823432009-07-16T10:17:06.597-04:002009-07-16T10:17:06.597-04:00i know exactly what you mean. we've even had ...i know exactly what you mean. we've even had people attacked at our city park. i run outside at the community center (and pass the police department every 0.6 miles). the only thing is that i know when i get to my longer runs i'm going to get sick of taking the same loop 17 times!Brookehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00793109148879037341noreply@blogger.com