You’re Going Alone?

The other day I was changing from my work uniform in our locker room. I had planned to go run after work but the weather now threatened of thunderstorm and I decided to go home instead.
I chatted with a colleague about the change of weather making me cancel my plans. She asked where I run and I told her Bent Creek.
She then asked how long I’ve been here. She then went on to tell me this story of a girl who had been abducted in that area or close where she was always running, killed and left on a tree. It was years ago.
I’m not sure what she was trying to achieve with this? Scare me? Warn me of someone who is not around anymore?

I know there are risks at running alone, but frankly I’m more scared of bears and rattlesnakes. I think I’m more at risk of being in a car accident on the way in and out of work than come across some crazy person in the woods.
I never go without telling anyone, my husband always knows which route I run, the time I start and when I end. I’m not going to stop enjoying trails for the risks of it otherwise I would stop living and lock myself in my house, after all my neighbors who have a car that says “thug love”.

How do you handle comments like that?

L’autre jour je me changeais au travail. J’avais prévu de courir aprés le travail mais le temps menacait à l’orage du coup changement de programme.
Je papotais avec une collègue du temps qui me faisait annuler ma course. Elle me demanda alors où j’allais courrir et je lui dis Bent Creek.
Elle me demande ensuite depuis combien de temps je vis ici. Elle me raconte ensuite l’hitoire d’une fille kidnapee alors qu’elle courrait a Bent Creek ou pas loin, tuee et laissee attachee a un arbre. C’etait il y a des années.
Je ne suis pas sure de savoir son objectif: me faire peur? Me prevenir de quelqu’un qui a depuis été arreté?

Je sais qu’il y a des risques a courir seule.mais franchement j’ai plus peur des ours et des serpents à sonnette. Je pense que j’ai plus de risque à avoir un accident de voiture avec les allez-retour du travail que de rencontrer un malade dans les bois.
Je n’y vais jamais sans prévenir quelqu’un, mon mari connait mon parcous, l’heure a laquelle je commence et quand je dois finir. Je ne vais pas arreter de profiter des sentiers juste a cause de risques sinon autant m’enfermer chez mon apres tout mon voisin a une voiture qui dis “amour des truands.”

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