The Green Girl went for a run with her Sole Runners friend, Michelle, last night.
The night sky was filled with fluffy clouds painted in shades of pastels.
Before we reached Shoreline Village, we went down the peninsula towards the oil rigs like we did earlier this month.
As we got further out, it became darker so I turned on my headlamp. Unfortunately, the bright light attracted the attention of the world's fattest rats and they started scurrying back and forth across the path.
We both started screaming at the top of our lungs in terror. I thought for sure a rat was going to run into my foot. We flapped our arms in fright and sprinted back to the mainland.
We were certain someone was going to come check on us after the commotion we had created but nothing happened.
With our hearts still pounding, we realized if something had seriously happened to us, no one would have come to our rescue. It was a humbling realization.
We followed the bike path over to the Shoreline Marina and away from the rat colonies.
We were still a little jumpy but the night was beautiful and we enjoyed the rest of our run. And we didn't encounter any more giant rats.
