Came out to the state park to get a ruck in. Shirtless, ready to zone out and load up the vest.
But first — bathroom stop.
And there it was: a bat. In the urinal. Still alive. Not soaked, just… there. Wings out, not doing great.
I didn’t come here to be Batman.
But I guess today I was.
Used some toilet paper to scoop him out. Told him not to go back in. He immediately went back in.
Round two. Got him out again, walked him outside, gave him a shot at freedom. He flew off a little.
No cape. No Batmobile. Just a shirtless dude, a state park bathroom, and a bat that made some bad life choices.
So yeah.
I guess I am Batman.
-Written While Rucking
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