The birds it seems have long memories and hold grudges. Today I was harassed by a red winged black bird - my old nemesis. It was a quick harassment. Two miles into my run I heard the familiar "keck" sound of a red winged blackbird in flight. I looked back and he was on my six about a yard away. I threw up my arm and he winged back and retreated to the safety of a telephone pole. I continued running and he came at me again. Same attack, same result. After the second attack I apparently had left his territory and he lost interest.
While running past a meadow I looked up and saw a red tailed hawk. He was being pursued by two fairly irritated sounding finches. The hawk pretty much ignored them. Ah hah! Now I know what's up. After the Falcon incident and the resulting mental shift I'm now apparently viewed by the other birds as a bird of prey. Apparently they didn't realize I was posting in metaphors - I think they may have taken things a little too seriously.
Perhaps I've been a bird of prey for a while now. The attacks started a while back while training so maybe they saw something developing that I didn't see. Now I know what I am and I know what they represent. The attacks are more frequent now so apparently they know what I am as well. Bring it on I say.
Workout Summary
Still not entirely happy with my running - I've decided to alter my routes to bump up my mileage (and mess with the birds a bit). My run form feels good but my heart rate seems high for the effort. I had big trouble keeping my heart rate down for the runs at the Triple T so I'm going to work in more distance as well as more LT/AT runs to increase my efficiency.
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