During a rare break in the day...

I got a rare split day today. Which was perfect cause with my staff meeting following work today I wasn't sure how I was going to get some distance in today. So I came home around 11:30 and was on the road before 12. The weather is lovely, 10C and light breeze. I packed my water belt and took a couple gels and headed out. I had a route that I wanted to get familiar with so I settled into an early pace that was comfortable and was very careful not to push my heartrate beyond the 150 range or above. I felt really good, concentrating on stride and my foot landing midrange beneath my body. I had no instances of pain or discomfort. The one long hill was easy as I crested it with ease. The only rough patch was around 9km when some old woman almost backed into me coming out of her driveway. I saw here with a couple of seconds to spare and climbed up on the back of her expensive car, pounding it with my fists and screaming horrible obsenities at her. I mean horrible. I yelled at her so that she was crying screaming at me to stop. Too fucking bad lady, you could have killed me. Then I carried on, shaking off the scare and fantasizing momentarily about doing what I imagined I would have. It was a memory long since past as I cruised along back into town, thrilled at how fresh I felt and easy it was to run at this pace for this long. At the end I was glad to be done but still not beaten up. Good and tired. My legs are stiff as I would have expected them to be but I feel great. I might later go back and sit in that ladies driveway just to finish my mental game and show her not to fuck with me. Probably not but that was part of the fun. 1:39:10 ~ 18.1km, 5:30 per km.