Where the Sidewalk Ends

This morning, I was out for a run at, what I believe, is the one of the best parts of the day, SUNRISE. I decided that I was not going to do my normal, Pecos Park, run but  I wanted to try a different trail.

I headed down Frye Road, turned at 40th Street, and made it up to Ray Road. It wasn't until I was coming back and crossed Chandler Blvd. that I was ALMOST hit by a car. The car was making a right hand turn out of the Safeway parking lot, she made a quick glance to her right, so I thought that she saw me coming. After all, I was wearing a NEON pink shirt and yellow shoes, its not like I was wearing muted colors.

I kept running, in the bike lane (I don't run on the sidewalk, it's bad for your knees), and it wasn't until I was in FRONT of her car that I realized that she hadn't seen me. She took her foot OFF the break and started to inch forward, I hit the HOOD of her car and a look of HORROR came over her face. I was the one who had the right of way, I even looked both ways, just like my MOMMY taught me. So while I may feel slightly bad about hitting her car, she needs to learn to pay attention to what's going on around her. If we were all a little more ALERT the majority of accidents could be prevented.

This is my PLEA to you: be careful when you are driving because you NEVER know when runners, walkers, or bikers are going to appear.

To you my FELLOW runners, walkers, and bikers, be alert, because ANYTHING can happen where the sidewalk ENDS.