Well, last night I ran 20 miles. Holy crap am I stiff this morning. At about the 15 mile mark I started to wonder why I thought this would be a good idea. At 18 miles, I thought what I would be like on race day - after I already biked over a hundred miles? Let's just say that the thoughts going through my head weren't good. The good news is that the race course is very very flat, and here at home there is nothing but hills. I think that should work out in my favor. It took me 4 hours last night...the last mile was the worst, going uphill most of the way with nothing left in my legs but soreness.
Coming later today - I'll give you a quick rundown on the car accident's particulars. As a preview, I will tell you that now I hate traffic circles and small SUVs. (OK, I already didn't care for small SUVs, but now I hate them even more!)