Go, you chicken fat, go away!

I planned on running with Mike like I do ever Saturday morning.  I went to bed at 8pm.  But I couldn't sleep.  And I couldn't sleep.  And I couldn't sleep.  At 1am I texted Mike to tell him not to come by.  I finally fell asleep around 2:15am.  I think I was stressed out over a project I'm working on.  Anyway, I got up around quarter to 8 and my wife was already home from her walk.  But she went back to bed and fell asleep.  I wanted her to take me up to the top of Usery Pass.  But she just wouldn't wake up.  So I wore my running clothes all day.  I finally decided to run at 5:51pm.  I wanted some good miles but wasn't sure where to run.  I figured it was too late to do Usery.  I thought I would just run up the Canal to the Main Pumping Plant.  As I was running I decided to instead run up to McDowell Road, turn east and run to Higley, then turn back south and run home.  I wasn't sure how many miles it would be, but I figured it would be at least the distance of a normal Saturday run.  I brought my headlamp with me because it was dark.  I didn't put it on until about a mile and a quarter into it.  Running along the Canal in between McKellips and McDowell, I saw some creepy guys walking down the path without any lighting.  Could they be any creepier?  I stepped on a rock somewhere along the path and now my foot is sore.  Turning east, you start to head uphill, but I flet decent.  I knew from riding my bike along Higley that the first half mile south was also uphill.  But it's not steep, so I just kept plugging along.  When I got to a mile and a half to go I got a call from my wife.  She was worried about me.  I told her I was fine.  The last half mile was kind of a drag, but I made it.