When you run in a residential neighborhood, there are those houses you dread running past. You know it's coming. You're anticipating it. But then, you get to the gate and WHAM! a giant snarling, growling beast made up of mostly long, slobbering teeth tries to lunge over the fence to rip your throat out. Sure, the family that lives there claims the beast is actually a gentle family pet. But as a runner, you know better. Their soul purpose in life...the only reason they get up off of the living room carpet at all each day...is to lay in wait and make any passing runner lose control of their bladder. I'm sure there is the canine equivalent of an evil snicker. And I'm equally as certain that each time I pass a house with such a beast, after I've had the bejazuz scared out of me, the beast covers it's fangs with it's paws and snickers. An evil snicker. So I suggest this: Once you've encountered a savage monster such as this on your run, mark it down on your mental map and run on the other side of the street for that particular stretch of your route the next time around. And hope that the original beast doesn't have a friend living across from him.
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