I've been hard-pressed to come up with my craziest running story. Most of them are not terribly exciting, but I do have one that I am reminded of daily because on my keychain is a small black bear.
We were married seven summers ago. Since we had just purchased our first home, we decided to go low-key for our honeymoon. Instead of zipping off on a plane to some exotic locale, we loaded up the Jeep with our necessities, our mountain bikes and our dog. For three weeks, we stayed in various locations in and around Idaho, Montana, Wyoming, Colorado and Utah.We were training for the local marathon during our honeymoon so we got out for our training runs in all the places we stayed. In Montana, our lodging was at a National Forest Service cabin on a large plot of land high up in the woods. One quiet morning, I took the dog and went for a run. The drive from the main road to the cabin was a 1/4 of a mile so I was doing many, many laps on that short stretch of dirt road. My dog was doing the same.