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Chased by a goose.............any other funny stories?
Fatima Luna
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Hello fellow runners,
I though I would share here something that happened to me yesterday, and may give you a laugh, as it was quite comical.
Yesterday I went for an early morning jog, and I passed near a local farm, where the animals sometimes come onto the street.
I saw a few hens and goose and horses around, but did not think much of it. I did my best not to disturb or scare the animals.
But one goose got angry and decided to attack me!
It looked really angry.
It started chasing me down the street and battling its wings, hissing and spitting…………..it kept chasing me for a few minutes…………..
I was a bit scared, as I did not know what to do. Well, yes, I knew what to do……..run faster!
Yes, it definitely made me run faster, i think that was the fasters i ever run................
Afterwards I saw the funny side of it: Nothing like being chased by something vicious and aggressive to give you more speed……………lol
Does anyone has more comical running/races/ exercise/fitness stories to tell?
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I once got asked by two women if I knew how to help a 'scared' chicked.
I was running past a free range egg farm and a chicken was balanced on a barbed wire fence next to two women, it was apperently was too scared to go back in the field because there was a fox in there.
I said I didnt and carried on, dont know what happened to the chicken in the end.
Hee Hee Fatima
Your story made me laugh.You will just need to think of this when your running in a race LOL
My funny story was last year when running along my usual canal route where there are cyclist and dog walkers which is usually not a big problem. Except for this once when this dog went one way so I went the other and guess what what ever way I went it went .I was going fairly fast at the time well fast for me lol so I had to hurdle over it. So glad it was not a Great Dane.
cheers
Fatima - geese ARE scary!! I posted earlier in the year about the psycho pheasant I encountered on one of my favorite running routes. It started running alongside me, and then as I decided to overtake as it was freaking it out it flew at my back! I could feel its wings & claws on my back!
It chased me again another time (but I must have got faster as it didn't get me) , and I 'chickened' out and turned around on another run when I saw it waiting for me.
Haven't seen it for months now (thankfully!) so I presume its been shot. I still refer to that track as 'psycho pheasant alley'!
I often run past a pond that has a number of geese. They do like to see me off, although the path doesn't really get that close to where they are...unless the lady that feeds them bread is there, then they couldn't care less!
Erika
While not very funny, I found it ammusing. Recently I was running along the river. Across the path I was on was a duck with all her ducklings lined up ina row behind them. The only thing I could do was jump over them.
Another time, I was running around my local park. As usual, there were a number of people doing their own thing. At one point, a huge fluffy dog (no idea of breed) came running toward me. I had 2 choices - dodge out of the way or keep running. I knew that if I moved the dog would likely follow so, I decided to keep running. My knee then connected with it's head. Fortunately it didn't feel too hard and the dog quickly got out of my way. The owner just look at me stunned, possibly with the knowledge that he should have at least attempted to call his dog away before we collided!
Those were funny stories, too. Made me laugh...................
I suppose next time i go same route i'll have a word with that goose and explain to it that if he keeps attacking me......................it will be included on my sunday dinner....................!!!
lol
I'm always wary of birds, especially in the less populates areas, reminds me of the beginning of midsummers murders! Think the only way to get ridof them it to scream like a banshee.
Didn't involve me but a good friend of mine used to live up in the lakes,
Somewhere out on the trail a buzzard took issue with him and it swooped down and got it's talons in his head and drew blood, understandably he upped the pace but the thing followed him for a good 2 miles still screeching and diving at him, he tells me it was the quickest he ever did that 6 mile trail!!
Had trouble with my lung capacity constantly gasping and coughing whilst running,so i took out some balloons on advice and started blowing them up when i was gasping. I kept on running in the field and thought i'd stop. I thought i'd be a bit discreet and go in a bush and do some heavy breathing and blow a few balloons when along came this woman and her son.
Needles to say i was as shocked as they were but at least they weren't too dissressed and didn't call the police. I on ther other hand ran off through the woods with my ballons.
Bullocks. A whole herd of them. Or a troop, a gang, a trundle.....whatever. There I was, minding my own business running through a local field (a new one I hadn't tried before). I was about half way along the length of the field, sticking to the fence line because the gate I was aiming for was directly in front of me, when from a distance I saw a gaggle of heads nodding up over a false horizon. On spotting me the pace quickened - theirs, not mine - and they started heading directly for me. With both gates too far for me to reach and the bullocks getting faster and closer I had no choice but to leap the fence in to the neighbouring field - right in to the barbed wire and gorse bushes!
I'm fairly certain those bullocks had it planned when they saw me aiming for their field.
Yes indeed - cattle are no laughing matter. I managed to get between a cow and her calf years ago whilst running, and the bliddy thing charged me from behind and sent me flying. I landed in a heap of cow poo with cuts and bruises and a sore ankle. I've been nervous of cows ever since, and have been known to hide behind ladies on club runs.
I told you Buzzards are tricky buggers!!
When buzzards attack!
Once got chased by a load of teenagers in North London. Hilarious... However one of them kept going after all the others had dropped off and kept with me for about two miles. Good effort I thought
Not funny but I nearly ran over a homeless person under a bridge on the canal. All I saw was a sleeping bag rustling in a dark spot as I was running towards it.
Another time in the space of a week when out running I was threatened with violence, propositioned in Hampstead Heath and attacked by a dog. Mad week.
Last weekend I visited a friend who lives near Alton in Hampshire.
Whilst out for a run on Saturday morning a 4x4 flags me down whilst running, and the chap driving asked me where Alton Towers was, and then thought I was being funny when I told him it was the other side of Birmingham (approx 150 miles away!).
Mentioned it to my friend who said he has been asked this several times.