My brother in law just yelled at me for going up there alone (but I had my fearless 25-lb dog)- because-his best friend was stalked by a mountain lion recently there. I told him that's because his friend runs in a hat with a pom pom on the top and thus looks like a big cat toy...
Mountain loin! I avoid streets with dogs.
Run until the trail runs out.
The pain that hurts the worse is the imagined pain. One of the most difficult arts of racing is learning to ignore the imagined pain and just live with the present pain (which is always bearable.) - Jeff