Notes
I had a course to go to Monday--so I couldn't run my planned Monday 8 miler. So my last run, Thursday, gave me five days of rest. And as I began to run, I thought instead of running the 8, I'd run 11. A good thought, except my longest previous run was 7 and I'm scheduled to run 8 tomorrow. At some point doing the run, I decided I could do it and I would do it....and I did. I'm guessing a sub 10-minute pace, but that's a guess. I almost got hit by a car even before I left the base. I was in the cross walk closest to the Vandenberg gate and I watched this car enter the base and I watched him as I enetered the cross walk....he NEVER slowed down...becasue he never looked up (i.e., like at the road)--and I screamed to get his attention, not once--but twice. Let's just say the first scream didn't get his attention, but the second one did....and you should have seen his face when he realized he almost hit me. No sorry, nothing.....Joanne Izibicki had just crossed the cross walk and looked back when I screamed. I apologized to her for screaming.