By: Jodi Jordan<\/p>\n
About a year ago, I was out for an early morning run around White Rock Lake. It was overcast, chilly, and relatively isolated. As I left the lake and headed toward Norbuck Park, a truck slowed behind me about a mile from home. As I headed toward the grass the car sped up, it u-turned in the middle of the road, accelerated, and headed toward me. I ran up the grassy hill toward Buckner and didn\u2019t stop until I had a full view of the road. The car peeled out and then disappeared under the bridge. When I got home, still shaking, I looked at my Garmin app and saw that I had been running a sustained 5:30 pace.
\nI am a very safe runner.
\nI am aware of my surroundings. I wear the proper attire. I let my family know where I will be. I cover all the bases.
\nAlthough I love running with a group, my current family situation and COVID do not afford me the ability to do so.
\nAnd so, I run alone.
\nSo this is why I lock eyes with you on the trail when I see you. I stare you down, no matter who you are. I smile, and I nod, even though it is crowded, and I am wearing a mask. I want you to see me. I want you to be able to say you saw a 5\u20192, brunette around Winfrey Point, or maybe the Filter Building. Just in case anything ever happens to me. This may sound hyperbolic, dramatic, or even a little hysterical. But being a woman and running alone is not for the faint of heart.
\nThere are some good people out there, and they are you. I appreciate you looking out for me, as I am looking out for you. We may not know each other, but we can take care of each other.
\nFrom one woman to another, thank you for locking eyes with me too.<\/p>\n
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