Yikes.
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To imagine that I try to run away from that reptile, but cannot.
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All I can do is pass along the wisdom that was passed along to my father when he was growing up lo these many years ago, and then passed along to me. My pop was born in mountain country in 1918 and once asked a local old-timer what he should do if he was out in the woods and found himself being chased by a bear.
The old-timer told him he could try to outrun it if it was far enough away, but if all else failed he should just throw poop* at it.
"But... where am I going to get poop?" my father asked.
"Just reach around," the old-timer answered, "it'll be there."
*Not the actual word used in the story, much to my mother's dismay when she overheard him telling it to me. 