Today was a moderate, shorter long run. I felt pretty good for the most part. I haven't been getting the sleep I need. During the run, my coach (who is also a driving instructor) scared the heck out of me. I was running in a sketchy part of town (i don't know it very well) and I heard a car pulling up behind me. I got on the side walk but the car never passed me. I turn around to look at it and all of the sudden the car honks. My heart stopped. I then realized it was Coach Galley. He smiled, gave me a thumbs up, and had the student driver drive away. I'm pretty sure Galley and the two students in the car got a good laugh.