Thurday morning, I remembered: less traffic (foot, bicycle and vehicular) = decreased likelihood of getting hit by an
Five years ago this month, I was doing a short loop through town just before 7am and making really good time when I got hit by a car driving forward out of a nursing home driveway. I stress that the car was moving forward, not backing, out of the driveway because when I posted this on a RunnersWorld forum at the time, I got flamed for not watching for cars backing out of driveways. Ah....the anonymity of the interwebs!
So, in August 2006, I was about a mile from the end of my run and on the sidewalk. The car was moving slow enough that when I got hit, I folded over the hood all Matrix-like (and
I'm sure this is about when I started waking up earlier for my training runs and also switching up my routes so that I either beelined for the Mall or for a park trail.
Guess what! Yesterday, I was on the same route, but I didn't make it outside until just after 7am. I was .75 miles from the end of my run when I took one step into an alley, and a car came barreling out past me and the sidewalk before coming to a stop just beyond the cars parallel parked on the street. I was heading uphill, and I'm so out of shape that I was able to immediately stop, inches away from the car. This car was moving fast enough that I have zero doubt that if I had taken one more step (or was faster), I would have been on the hood. The entire time, the driver had her head turned to her left. I don't think she noticed me until after she stopped and found this crazy 5-foot-tall woman dripping in sweat, yelling and pounding her rear window. Then I ran off. I call that a hit and run.
This week is a step-back week in my Army 10-Miler training. I know, I don't feel like I've built enough mileage (and I'm not exactly blazing fast, either) to step back, but I'll take a week where all my runs are no longer than 4 miles.