running for my life

Our driveway is probably a quarter of a mile long.

I’d just closed the gate to the property after letting out the people who came to pick up a calf that needed rescuing.

His mama’s milk wasn’t coming out and the poor little guy was in bad shape.

My face is wet from crying over losing my first-ever wittle baby cow that I’ve wanted basically my whole life.

The people who rescued him (true country folk) probably thought I was emotionally unstable. I don’t blame them and I also didn’t give af.

So I closed the gate, but I was on the outside near the road.

Mama cow stood on the other side pissed tf off that someone just took her baby away.

Understandable.

But now I wasn’t sure how I was going to get back to the house.

(and by house I mean RV)

They had offered to drive me to the other side of the property but I said there’s no gate when in reality my dumb ass should have taken them up on their offer and climbed through the barbed wire fence.

I don’t always make the best decisions.

So being the risk taker I am, I open the gate and take off. I ran relays in middle school, how hard could it be to outrun an angry cow?

Turns out cows can run fast asf.

I soon found myself in the closest tree. A Charlie Brown tree at that. Spindly with hardly any girth.

Did I mention the cow had horns?

I circled the tree to get away as quickly as I could before launching off and running for my life.

My boots hit and left the ground like a cheetah chasing dinner.

My arms pumping frantically.

There were no more nearby trees to climb so there was no plan B.

It was run or get run over.

I ran so fast that my middle school track coach would have been proud.

I made it through the door without looking back, breathing as though I’d just sprinted a mile.

The exhilaration was real but the “Run from Angry Mama Cow” workout plan?

0/10 recommend

I knew the farm life would require some heavy lifting but I was not prepared for cardio.

And, as it turns out, business, much like farm life, often requires unexpected sprints and the ability to navigate situations with resilience.

Oh, and recognize when to accept support and don't shy away from unconventional solutions—sometimes, climbing through that metaphorical barbed wire fence is the smart move.