am: 7 miles. Somerset Loop. I was only going to run 6 miles this morning but my high school coach drove past me on her way to the high school and gave me a shout-out. I would have turned around right in front of her but my ego got in the way and I ran a little farther so I wouldn't look like a slacker.
lunch: 3.34 miles. San Bernardino suicide attempt. Ran with a co-worker. We were planning on 4 miles, but when we realized the two dogs up the road were not labs, they were PITBULLS on the loose in a drug/prostitution laden neighborhood, we did a 180 and our "flight" mechanism of our "fight or flight" response was in full throttle. Luckily the dogs didn't notice us, otherwise, Robin is a true sprinter and I would have been dog food.
No more running in San Bernardino, it's just not a safe place, even the firefighters told us we were crazy for going out on the streets. | 