Some day I'll run more than 3 miles. Not today.
Right before I got to mile 1 I saw a vehicle in the median that needed to be pushed off to the side of the road. There was one guy going to push and one guy inside steering. I ran across two lanes of traffic to help out. We waited for a break in the traffic and powered the vehicle across the street and on to a small side street. I'm pretty sure I did most of the powering. Now I was on the other side of Val Vista. I've never run over there before. It was uncharted territory for me. It was all together both scary and somewhat exciting. But it was over before I knew once I crossed the street at Southern.
When I was running down Southern I heard a skateboard on the other side of the road. I remembered my rule #2: If you're skateboarding on the other side of the street than me, then yes, we're racing. Then I remembered my rule #1: If you're fat and out of shape, then no, you're not racing ANYONE!