Oh, The Horror...
Tuesday, March 05, 2013
... Of Losing My Car Key While Running A Long Distance.
I wanted to do my challenge run on the same relatively flat course I used before so I could compare times and arrive home intact so I drove to the next town and parked in some friends' driveway. Before I started my run, I locked my car without thinking and put the key and alarm fob in my zippered pocket along with a Cliff Bar. I had a $5 bill and ID in the other pocket. Somewhere around the ten mile point, I felt like I needed that Cliff Bar and I took it out. I put the wrapper back in my pocket without re-zipping it. Eight miles later I discovered my stupidity and that I had lost the car key. The next two miles were mental distress. I don't know how I kept up my pace because I certainly wasn't thinking about form and cadence.
I got to my friends' house and borrowed their car to go home and get my wife's key. The fob on that one doesn't work but I figured, I'd set off the alarm and when I put the key in the ignition it would be recognized. No such luck. I have a 2002 Hyundai Santa Fe and that system doesn't work the same way as most other car alarm systems. There is no reset button. The car won't start. I called the only car repair place around and they certainly would have helped me if they had any idea how to solve my problem. So The battery is disconnected and if I reconnect it the alarm goes off. The car sits where I parked it. Our friends are both eighty years old and I don't want to impose on them any more, although they insisted on driving me home.
Tomorrow I'm going to have to bicycle over forty miles on a fools errand looking for that key. When I don't find it, I'll have to call a Hyundai dealer more than forty miles away to find out if they can do anything for me. Then I'll probably have to take out a mortgage to pay for the service.
There's a poster online that says something like "No one ever says 'I wish I hadn't done that run'." I agreed until today.