I woke up this morning at 6 am to go for my run. Daniel woke up too, I think he might have been a bit hungry, and even after I fed him he was still awake and chatty, so I decided to take him with me in the jogging stroller. After bundling him up (it is getting colder in the mornings around here), I took off for my run, and he looked very interestedly at the trees, listening to the birds, and wondering why in the world I am running. The entire time he was smiling and flirting with me shamelessly. (That is why I don't mind taking him along, he is such a good sport, and great company).
Once we got into the forest, where there is a paved path of about 2.5 km each way, we enjoyed the dark tall trees, and the new sounds, but all the while I was scanning for bears, because there are lots at the moment. About midway, after crossing a small bridge, I saw a momma bear pushing one of her cubs with her nose, and the cub running happily onto the path about 20 meters in front of us. I smiled for a moment, thinking of us mothers awake so early and busy mothering already, and turned around ('cause I'm not crazy:).
I only looked back once, and seeing that she is not following me, I did not worry. Bears are usually peaceful, if you don't bother them, they return the favour. And I must say, it was fun seeing her this morning. I feel like we had a bond of some sort.