Hwy 205, 4:20 p.m., cloudy, 39. 7 miles in 53:37 (7:39 pace). It got dark really quick. For once, everything was feeling really good. This was one of those runs that could have kept on going and going, despite it only being 1 mile less than my longest run (post injury). I felt great! On the way back on one of the rural roads, a truck stopped and I wondering what he wanted, as most cars are traveling 60+mph. A friendly fella told me that there was a large bobcat about 100 yards away, just over the bridge. Hmm...I had to get back home, so I grabbed a large stick and ran about 1/2 mile with it in my hand. I don't know if bobcats are aggressive, but I was taking no chances. I think I even picked up the pace a bit. The onlookers must have thought that I was lunatic, running down the highway with a stick in my hand. | 