Here are a few posts:
I had a junior high school aged boy wave me down only to say "Hey, your legs are so white they would blind Jesus"!
I had a snorkel (of all things) almost hit me on a run. It was an accident by some kids horseplaying at a pool my route takes me by.
While trying out a new route (alone), I encountered a possibly insane man sitting in a lawn chair on the side of the road, cheering for me like it was a parade. I wasn't really sure how to react, so I smiled and waved!!!
I had 1 guy offer me a beer on a hot day, and women cheer me from an outside deck of a bar. I once ran a relay in NH and saw pigs escape from the a farm as I ran by onto the main road.
Let me tell you about one of my running stories (it's more of a horror/scary story, to be honest).
I was running along the Houston bayous behind my old high school at around 5 AM, and as I turn my head to the left, I see this figure wearing white shorts, white shoes, and a white t-shirt. But that's all I could see. No skin or anything. It was 5 AM, and it was pretty dark.
The figure looked like my XC Coach, so I yelled out, "Coach!" I Looked down for a second to make sure I didn't trip or hit something, and when I look back up, the figure was gone!
At this point, I'm pretty sure I just saw a running ghost. I slowly stopped...---and then I booked it back home fartlek style. I think it was my longest and fastest fartlek to date.
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