Skipped my workout yesterday. Too busy from the time i got up and too tired after work even to see my kids to bed.
Still, my blubber can’t be ignored. I was up at 6 for a morning run before work.
It was still dark when I reached the canal. Yeah, there are street lights and I’m certainly no sweet young thing, but I was a little scared. Of snakes. The real ones that slither out from amongst the trees or from the canal itself.
Quite a few people have encountered cobras in this area recently.
On a few of my runs down that canal I have encountered snakes. One was a red and black striped serpent. Another was an enormous black snake with a silvery head that went upright and stared at me. In both cases, I backed off. Aborted the runs and went home.
I started with a slow jog. Too scared at first to enjoy the morning breeze. I watched every step in case a snake slithered by. None did.
High on endorphins, drenched in sweat, refreshed and ready to face the day, I forgot my fear of snakes.
