So, today- for the entire 13 miles I kept looking over my shoulder expecting a bear to jump out and eat me. I wouldn't let Dr. H stop talking lest we sneak up on a bear. He usually likes to be quiet when we're running, so I'm sure he was just loving my paranoia. To make matters worse, we didn't see a single other human the entire 3+ hours we were out there. All in all, I didn't feel great but got the miles in- and it was a beautiful day. Next time I'll work on spending less mental energy on the bears that are probably out there, but most likely do not want to jump out and eat me.