27, 2023
I was on a run around Marton Mere, in broad daylight in summer. I passed a lone man on the trail going the opposite way to me and made eye contact. The look on his face told me what was going to happen next (if you know you know!) I carried on as normal for another few metres and turned my head around to see lo and behold he’d changed direction and was now following me at speed. I went to a full sprint for about a kilometre (literally running for my life, my watch was recording and I have never hit that speed before or since!!) I crossed over to the inner trail and ran onto the golf course as soon as I found people playing. I stopped and pretended to tie my shoes to give enough time to see if he was still following me, thankfully he had given up.