So, funny story. Today I went out at noon to get my 6 miles in. Nice and hot. On mile 4 very suddenly out of nowhere, it felt like someone hit me on top of my head w/ a 2x4. For a split second I thought that maybe something flew up out of someones truck passing by like a sheet of plywood or a big board. There was a soft weird noise, a large shadow, and then the impact and it really felt like someone was hammering straight down on top of my head. It rung my bell actually. So in this flash of an instant...the shadow is still moving it's a fucking big hawk of some kind. It made a big circle, and posted up on a power pole. Now I was looking directly at it in disbelief, and that mother fucker while staring directly at me came back in for another shot. This time he didn't get me from behind, and I was able to avoid it. But it was still real close. Once I got home I shaved my head just to see, because I could feel the burning like when a cat scratches you, and I just had to see if I had talon marks on my head. Shits rough out here, got wild animals trying to kill and eat me and feed me to their young all I'm doing is trying to jog 6 miles..