They say that exercise empowers people and allows them to do
things they never could before. What they don’t tell you is that some of those powers
are MAGICAL powers! Yes, magical
because the events that happen on solitary runs are too weird to be imaginary
and happen too often to be coincidence.
For instance, I have developed some kind of crazy power over
squirrels. One time as I was running along a road lined with 40ft white oak
trees I heard a tremendous cracking and crashing noise above my head. A giant
tree branch exploded onto the road twenty feet ahead of me, followed by a small
gray blob that went squeek-ee as it
smacked the pavement. I continued forward and realized that the squeaking blob
was a squirrel. At that point in my life I had never seen anything die and I
remember thinking “Don’t die, don’t die! You’re not dead you’re fine!” And just
like that --*pop*-- the squirrel sprang up and went scurrying off into the
woods. Spooooky huh?
And then, there have been multiples times when I was running
(including today) when I saw a squirrel standing by the side of my path and I
thought “It would be cool if you just stood there and didn’t run off as I run
by you.” There have been times I got within a foot before the squirrels did
that bulging eyeball, twitchy, tail flicking, spasmodic jump towards the
nearest tree. Today though, as I looked into that gray furball’s beady, black,
calm eyes, I could tell my request had sunk in. In fact, it had sunken in so
much that I had to adjust my stride to
keep from stepping on the little bugger! I did a knee tweaking side hop to get
out of his way as he slowly hippitty
hopped to the other side of the road.
But squirrels aren’t my only useless superpower! I can also
turn off street lights. Sometimes during the time of year when it gets dark
early I run a half mile loop over and over around a lake at a nearby park. The
path is lined with streetlights which makes me feel safe until…this freaky
thing happens where when I run under a light it shuts off. I have done this
sometimes to the point where all of the lights have turned off around the lake except
for 4 or 5, and I start to freak myself out thinking a serial killer will take
the opportunity to turn me into a Katie-skin rug. Extreme I know, but it comes
with having an overactive imagination.
So why tell you all this? Because I know some of you know what I’m talking about. I have heard some
murmurs of other people’s running super powers and have found all of them fascinating.
So fess up! What cool freak-of-nature tricks do you have up your sleeve now
that you’re filled with all that running mojo?
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