Today I accidentally annoyed an ostrich. There's a small open zoo in Golders Hill Park; I'd gone there for a post-work run and stopped at the deer enclosure to look at fawns. That's when an ostrich wandered over. He stared at me. I stared at him. He stared more. I think it was a show-down. He'd seen me running and clearly wanted to throw down the gauntlet. I wondered if I could beat him in a race. Then he honked again and I ran off. I think we both know who won there.
(Stats: 5k; 30 minutes; 10 minute/mile - that includes a good minute staring at an ostrich and some fawns.)