For those of you who have lived in the middle of nowhere country forever, you may remember the time before we had house numbers like the city folk. Instead of a house number, we had a Rural Route number that was somewhat vague. Basically the only person who knew how to find us was the mail lady carrier who we knew by name. Once 911 was invented became more prevalent and people were calling on authorities rather than their neighbors for help, then things had to get more official and we were issued a house number. I remember the day, it was a major event and I also remember asking “why, our address was going to change?”. I was told, “so the fire department can find us if we need help”.
Prior to the change, the local fire department, which was staffed by volunteers, was having trouble finding our homes when a call came thru for assistance. This was before GPS, smart phones, internet and well, apparently the mail lady wasn’t a volunteer fire fighter. All our roads looked barren and untraveled like these:
Not much has changed for me other than my location. I now live on a different rural route but still have “the same” barren country roads and a number to go on my mail box. It may not be for everyone but I like it. However, one thing that I do not like is that not everyone is a responsible pet owner and I have, in the past, had frequent problems with mean dog encounters. After getting bit 3 times within less than 4 months, I altered my running route, a lot.
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Over the last 18 months, I have just been circling between my house and my friend Nicki’s house in case I have a problem. I also now carry my cell phone when I run, which sucks doesn’t leave me as “unplugged” as I would like and I carry a Wrist Saver Pepper Spray. Today, I was determined to take back my favorite rural run route so I strapped on the Wrist Saver because I was nervous to be safe.
I also like that it is reflective, which is good since I frequently run in the dark.
As you may have guessed, I had abandoned my favorite route because one of the roads in route is where all three biting dogs lived. Amazing that with the distances I run, all three dogs just happened to live on the same road within a mile of my home. Awesome. So I eliminated the road in question from my running routes, which was inconvenient to say the least. I felt as if I had been warned and I felt the need to heed the warning but now, I’m taking my rural run route back!
I actually think that all three dogs are now “gone” but that didn’t make me feel better as I headed out the door this morning. What did make me feel good is that I was back on familiar territory, just planning to run around “the section” and it is a perfect 4 mile loop with varied terrain. I love that I get a few small hills/inclines in the run and they are hardly even noticeable in the dark!
I made it without anything exciting to report and that’s GOOD news! A rooster crowed and scared took me off guard, the coyotes were howling, and a blanket of thin fog hung in the air to make it a particularly dark run. The temps were 48 degrees and I was in my glory. Perfect running weather on my perfect rural run route. I’m a happy gal today!
4.11 miles – 9:05 pace
Do you have any running routes, which you love, that you had to give up for a period of time? Why?
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