over the course of many courses, i have run by (and occasionally into) a veritable bevy of animals, vegetables and minerals. a typical 5km excursion is not complete without at least one sighting of the common and pestilent species 'pick-up-truckus-full-of-mulleted-rednecks', often heard braying a rather futile call to courtship; "run forrest, run!" punctuated with a loud whistle or honk of the horn-- for the hard of hearing female. it is a wonder that their phylum is not extinct, but even amoeba's can multiply.
depending on the geographical coordinates, i have run the gauntlet of a country road full of listless sheep outside cambridge, dodged an assault course of turds left by the bahraini prime minister's herd of camels, and had a man in spandex give me an extra little push up a steep hill.
i have even been overtaken by a chain smoking gentleman (of a rather portly disposition) at the helm of a hover round, complete with oxygen tank and associated breathing apparatus- presumably for those taxing uphills.
yesterday, however, i witnessed my first cross country roller skiier(?) (obviously unique to this region), go sailing through the traffic lights.
i look forward to seeing an atlantic lobster, navigating the bunny slopes, this winter.