Got chased by a goose on my long run and accidentally set my 5k personal best. Looking into whether I can rent it for race day.
Kilometre 14 of 18, minding my own business on the canal path. It came off the grass like it had been waiting since dawn. Two years of speed work and nothing has ever motivated me like the sound of wings at ankle height. Strava labelled the segment 'Morning Run.' It was not. It was survival.
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Create an accountgeese are the enforcers of the animal kingdom. no contract, all menace
b'y you don't have to outrun the goose, you just have to be faster than the fella running beside you
there was no fella. there was only me and the consequences
cheaper than a coach, better results. that's just interval training with stakes
'the sound of wings at ankle height' is a complete horror story in seven words
the goose saw someone doing cardio voluntarily and stepped in to give it meaning. geese understand motivation