My legs were hammered. I decided to play the conservative route and just go slower and less miles. Maybe the universe didn't want me to do that because I got hit by an old bag driving a truck. We made eye contact, and I am pretty sure she motioned for me to run through. Then as soon as I ran in front of her she accelerated and I had to put out my hands and stiff arm her truck (Zac Zabriskie style). I threw up my arms and said "what the heck?" Then continued on my way. 3 miles
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