Weirdest, dangerous or most remote run you have done (Page 2)

Yeah it was really stupid.  It could have ended VERY badly.  I got lucky.

i can't say i have done any dangerous runs. but i have had some strange/weird/remote experiences... i will tell the most funniest and memorable one.

i went up to the cottage my parents own in collingwood. i went up with my best friend at the time. we stayed up there for Easter weekend (some time in April - 2 years ago). the first day was kool we had a lot of fun running around the harbour (the cottage is on the lakefront - harbour). the second day, i wanted to show my friend where i go skiing ever winter (now i am avid skiier, ski patroller and snowboarder). anyways, we got there. and the temperature was around 8 or 9 degrees Celcius. my sister insisted we go up to the top and walk down the nice trail. i told my parents i would meet them at the bottom (of my favorite ski run in 30 minutes). i swear it took us like forever to walk up the escarpment!! i was soo pooped by the time we got to the top. i swear it must have taken us that 30 minutes to walk up!

at first, i look down and get the stupid feeling of vertigo. my friend told me she would hold my hand if i got scared!BLAH! so i told my sister who had me walk up, that we must run down! at first everyone was alright with the idea. me knowing the hill so well, knew exactly where it got steeper. it was so steep without the snow that  you could just put your feet down and you would slide down. anyways, we were running down. i was in the lead! i was really happy i was winning. because we had a late winter there was stil patches of snow and it was mixed with mud and such. when you are travelling at top speed you cant stop. 

45 minutes past and my parents at the bottom of the hill did not know what happened to us. back to us on the hill. the 3 of us, sure enough when we hit the ice fell and slid into mud streams. after sliding we tried getting up and it was hard. eventually we got running again.we all got really muddy. i had twigs coming out of my nicely braided hair (for Easter). the three of us looked like the abominable Snow/Mud man. we came running down to the bottom at full speed and hit into the van. we fell over and cracked up laughing and stared up at my parents. who then said we had to wait till we some what dried off before going in the van to go back to the cottage.

its all about letting the good times roll

- Diablo

Heh. From a post I first put up in 2007, commenting on a 2003 run:

2003 -  I'm headed to China...16 hours. Spent the first 4 hours of the flight plowed, the next 12 doing work. Arrive at hotel in China at 11:45PM.  Brain is tired, body is not....

So in the dead of night, in China, no idea where I'm going, no map, not knowing whether if you violate curfew you'll be arrested, no clue as to the good / bad neighborhoods, no phone, no money, not speaking a word of the language, I head out for a 10-miler in Shanghai. I had the most fantastic run down back alleys, along riverbanks, and on 10-lane wide grand boulevards that had ZERO, and I mean ZERO cars, bicycles, or people on them.

Certainly the riskiest, most surreal, and coolest one I've done.  Every once in a while it's good to take a risk. Helps you remember you're alive.

I ran a 50k in Iraq yesterday.  I had three friends driving a support truck with my cooler, and they took turns pacing me on foot or on their bikes.  We had a good time.  That's the longest run I've ever done.

I just posted a few pics on my blog, and I hope to get the others shrunk down for an album soon.