I didn’t go to the candle light vigil for #eurydice, as I wasn’t ready for it, but I held my own head torch lit one tonight.
I’m constantly asked if I feel safe out running the trails alone at night, and I always have...until this week.
Tonight, while being “situationally aware” I heard a car driving along the fire trail near the track I was running. I freaked out completely, turned off my torch and hid in a bush. This reaction sounds completely irrational...or was it? I don’t know.
I made a phone call to someone and told them I was scared. I took “responsibility for my safety” and told them kinda where I was, somewhere alone on a trail in the Macedon Ranges, 5 km from the car...then stayed on the phone to them for the rest of my run.
If you had told me that reaction 2 weeks ago, I would have thought it was completely irrational, but it’s not. I run alone in an isolated areas every night! On many occasions, I could have been the unlucky one that didn’t make it home.
When a man commits a random act of violence against a woman, it doesn’t just take one beautiful life. It takes a little bit of the life of every women who no longer feels safe alone in public. We’re all affected.