I didn't run until about 9:30 p.m. I almost stepped on a cat. It scared the living crap out of me! I turned on to my street, which was pitch black, picked up the pace because I was almost done, and it shot out almost directly from under my left foot. If my heart wasn't beating during the run, It was when that darned critter showed up. From now on, I run in the mornings. It is too hot during the day, and I won't run at night again!
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