Beware of Dogs

Running in the city can be dangerous. Let's take my experience today, for example. I was running up a hill in North Beach, minding my own business, deep in thought and listening to Laday Gaga's Poker Face, when I got to an intersection. I took a little tip of my head to the left, to the right and to the left again when my ankle twisted as I slightly fell off the half curb. A half curb is a curb you think is really much bigger than it actually is. The curb was on a trolley line, so I think that's why it wasn't the size I had imagined it would be. But I have run across this intersection many times so I'm not sure why I twisted my ankle on the half curb this time. Needless to say, after I looked around to see how many people watched me bail, I had to walk it out and take off my long sleeve T. If the run wasn't making me hot, the twisting my ankle in public certainly did.

Another accident I had involved a run in with some dogs on Crissy Field. I don't want to be an old curmudgeon, but I would really appreciate it if you have a wild dog that you would put a leash on it and take responsibility. I saw it coming a mile away. It was a gorgeous weekday in the city. There weren't too many people out that day. The path alongside the grassy field was relatively quiet. But I noticed up on the grassy field two dogs running and chasing each other. For some reason I just knew that they would come down that hill and run towards me. And I don't know if I willed that to happen, but that is exactly what they did. They ran down the hill and ran right into me knocking me down onto my right side. I was embarrassed, and afraid I was hurt. I said something nasty to one of the owners and tried to run it out. But when I got home I cried. It was not very nice. And now when I run that path, which I do nearly 4 times a week, I get so nervous when I see dogs.