I was on my way to run with the L.A. Leggers this morning when I tried to shift into second gear. Something was wrong. I pulled over and my stick shift was just flopping around. I then heard something drop. Well, I obviously wasn't driving anywhere. Unfortunately, I was blocking the turn lane on La Cienega Blvd. at Pico. This made some people mad.
I called AAA and had the vehicle towed to Saturn of the Valley where I met the Great Magnetic Wife. She said she had some errands she could run in the Valley, and asked if I wanted to get in a run. I said, "sure, take me to Balboa Park." I got in my six miles. However, as is always the case, I never seem to run quite as well by myself as with a group.
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