>General Running>You stupid, f*(king cow!
Needs more cowbell!
• 6 duathlons (1 Olympic distance)
• 130#s (and stay there, gotdammit!)
You'll ruin your knees!
""...the truth that someday, you will go for your last run. But not today—today you got to run." - Matt Crownover (after Western States)
olethros, you might be right, but might also want to Lynn B
I've got a fever...
On your deathbed, you won't wish that you'd spent more time at the office. But you will wish that you'd spent more time running. Because if you had, you wouldn't be on your deathbed.
When I approach an intersection in the fashion you describe, I usually swerve and go behind the car, unless they actually wave me on.
As a runner, I think you have to abide by the pedestrian rules. There are of course rules for drivers being mindful of pedestrians, but you may find that where you live it turns out that you do not have right of way. Are you sure you can share the road with cars? Consult a local legally informed person rather than your husband.
Glad you're okay. This forum would be a whole lot quieter without you on it.
Based on what you described, it certainly sounds like you had the right-of-way, so that's not the issue. What I've learned after more close calls than I care to think about is to always assume they don't see you. When I approach an intersection in the fashion you describe, I usually swerve and go behind the car, unless they actually wave me on. It's annoying as hell, since a pedestrian has the right-of-way at a cross-walk (painted or not), but I've had too many jackasses do exactly what you describe.
There's no way she didn't see me, as there are no trees or other obstructions (I will try to post a map of the spot this evening when I get back). She looked right at me and I at her. I have no clue WTF she was thinking (maybe that's the problem--I don't think she was thinking. I'm almost wondering if there were meds or alcohol involved). Even after she started moving from behind the stop sign she kept coming at me, even as I was directly in front of her car with my arm extended in a stop gesture.
Glad you're ok!
I just heard about an elderly woman who was hit by a drunk in the middle of the day Sunday (3:30 pm) He had had 3 25 ounce beers and hit her on the sidewalk. He says he thought it was a bird. His rearview mirror ripped off from impact. Some bird. She ended up dead.
The restaurant was in my hometown, and the accident in the town next door.
I guess the point is, whether you have the right of way or not, sometimes it's just better to be overly cautious. I pay no attention to street lights as Boston drivers run red lights all the time. It's worth a few seconds on my running time to not get hit by the guy fiddling with his radio, whether I'd be in the right or not.