Almost a Victim of a Hit and Run

I went out for my usual 4 mile run last night, which I planned on finishing in under 32 minutes. Everything was going perfectely by mile three, I was running 7 minute 20 sec miles, not too fast, but a respectable pace. Then, at the middle of mile four I heard some wheels squeal, so I turned around to see a Mustang and BMW flying down the road about 500 yards away. The Mustang decided to drift from curb to curb, creating a lot of tire smoke. About 50 yards away, he totally lost control while his buddy was going equally as fast about 20 feet behind him. So ultimately, the Mustang ended up flying right at me, completely backwards. I knew that if I jumped off the road, he would hit me, as he was on his way to crashing into a tree. If I sprinted for the middle of the road, the BMW would hit me. Fun stuff. So I just sprint as fast as I could down the road with my heart about to beat out of my chest! The mustang ends up missing me by about one foot. The guys glance at me, each with a beer in hand and then speed away. Crazy stuff!

Other than this wild encounter with drunken drivers, the past week was fantastic. Janna and I took a full week of vacation driving up the PCH in California. Finally, we took a vacation that included some exploring, I can not stand sitting next to a pool in 90 degree heat for days on end. I have always loved Santa Monica and San Francisco, two very different, but great places. The climate is fantastic, never too hot or humid. The people are fantastic as well, plenty of open-minded and laid back folks.

Of the few times that I have actually posted on this blog I have commented on the housing market. Well, looks like the snow ball is getting bigger and bigger.

Peace!