So after a nice long break (15 minutes) I decided to do the next day's run starting at 12:01 AM. My coach (my wife) demanded (suggested encouragingly) that I do ten miles of sprint workouts (run two more miles.) I clearly would have done this (I really didn't wan't to) except for the fact (clearly making things up) that during lap two of the first run, an enormous attack dog (a miniature toy dog not more than six inches high) attacked me brutally (ran alongside and kept running away from his house so I had to escort him back.) I took this as a sign that I should stop (nice excuse for quitting.)
The life of a waddler.