I’M RUNNING ON a narrow riverfront path in City X. Traffic screams dangerously close to the curb, threatening to send me flying into the water. Dogs with Chevy-sized teeth snarl at my heels. And people watch me with surprise, amusement, or indifference as I run on, praying I’ll make it back to my lodging in one piece.
While traveling I’ve encountered – and survived – almost any danger that can cross a runner on the road. But instead of deterring me from my adventures as a running guide writer, they’ve become memorable parts of my travels.