2.5 Miles. Just for Show

In a town where you need to go and get the mail to "see and be seen", going out to the Highway for a run is kind of a social event. 

But not really.  I was originally just going to run one mile, but saw not one car on the highway, so I kept running, hoping to see Justin Timberlake drive by, but it didn't happen.
In the end, I ran 2.5 miles.  Alone.  Somebody honked.  Turns out it was the cook at work.  I'll call that a limited success.