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I went for a walkrun in the park last night (if I call it a walkrun, that's when I tell people -- like myself, so I don't flake out -- I'm going for a walk and instead I run), and I saw a baby raccoon in the fork of a tree. We made eyes at each other for a bit until a passing car startled it and it ran away. Awww. So this is why I run outdoors and not on treadmills in a gym.