Light Day

In my attempts to run more and less (more often, less miles) at least until my knees get a little stronger, I ran Westville and down Pointed Rocks. When I reached American River Trail, I turned right and headed straight for the gym. It's not that far to first gate...I would guess a mile, perhaps more going the Westville route.

Anyway- As I was running up the hill to the barnloft (gym room) I noticed several cars parked near the stairs. My first thought was that I was not going to need my key (there must be other people using the gym right now). However that was not the case. The gym room upstairs was cold, dark and deserted. Since I was already hot from running, I decided to keep the lights off and the door open.
While I was using the ab bender and watching "blind date" on tv, I heard another car pull up. I heard the car engine roar suddenly and then a loud crunching sound. This caused me to glanced out the window, but all I saw was an old lady getting out of her car. She was parked awfully close to a metal horse enclosure. I figured she must have hit it. Crazy old lady drivers.

I continued on with my workout. Abs, legs & arms. I felt strong. After some much needed stretching, I turned off the tube and wrote down my name in the log book. I heard the unmistakeable sounds of a bunch of old women having a meeting coming from a room below me. I locked up and skipped down the stairs. Then I remembered the old lady and the fence. I walked over to see what damage she had caused to her Buick.
Nothing. Not a scratch. However, underneath her front passenger tire lay bits and pieces of splintered wood. I laughed. She had run over a palette. Don't suppose security will be to happy when they find it. I don't think the lady had any clue what she had done...and probably never will.

I ran back home and found out I only had 30 minutes to get ready. A movie and lunch with my friends sounds good.