About 20 years ago, I was at a business meeting (read: junket) at a Marriott resort in the Jacksonville area. I went for a run to the beach from the resort. The run took me across some open land near a creek. While stopping to, uh, relieve myself,I spotted fresh 'gator tracks right alongside the path. I think I broke the world's broken-field running record for the 200-yard dash to get out of there.