A needle in a hay stack or in my case a key in Tyler State Park

Today was an interesting run to put it mildly.  Because of freaking Irene first forcing us off the beach early and into Tyler for our long run a day early.  We had planned to do a 20 mile run on Sunday in preparation for the Chicago marathon.  The run was good as far as a 20 mile training run can be I guess, until I reached into my unzipped pocket to find it empty.  I had lost my car key!  There was no way I would be able to find it.  We had run the 5.3 loop twice and the "Thompson 5 mile loop" twice.  I looked around where I setup the table for water and 100 yards either way to no avail.  Mike Brown (thanks Brownie) gave Allyson and I a ride back home, where we waited for Allyson's dad to arrive with a spare house key.  I thankfully have a spare for my car.  So, if your in Tyler running and happen upon a lone Nissan key (black) it's mine and I would love to be reunited. 

CT