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Thanks everyone for the support. I think I've finally calmed down.
I ended up making a trip to the shooting range to blow off some steam.

To answer the questions:

-No, I didn't call the police. I wasn't sure what they could have possibly done at that point since the perp was long gone. Also, I never took my gun out of the holster and it was never visible, so I didn't worry about getting called in myself. Should I have?

-My coworkers were shocked by what the situation. One of them actually said "Wow, I can't believe how well you handled that. I probably would have let the guy approach me instead of stopping him when I felt uncomfortable." They asked several questions about why I carry, the process to get a CHL, and we talked a little about training and situational awareness. I also talked to them about how important it is to not make it public knowledge that I carry, etc.
I was glad they were supportive. I then told them (firmly) they needed to read "The Gift of Fear" by Gavin de Becker, and then pass it to their wives.

And you better believe my little p238 is cocked and locked today.

Which leads me to another question, am I carrying enough gun?
I can shoot the hell out of the p238, but I am limited by caliber and round count.
I have learned that if it is too large, I won't be able to carry it every day.

Suggestions? Or is this a topic for another post?

As a new-ish CHL holder, I had been a little hesitant about carrying my p238 with "one in the pipe". NEVER AGAIN.

Today I had my first close call. My hands are still shaking and my heart is still racing even though it is 30 minutes since the incident.

I work in a downtown area. My office is close to a pharmacy which we frequent for cokes, snacks etc.
This afternoon, two of my male colleagues and I were headed for our afternoon Dr. Pepper when a male in his early 30s came from behind a truck and started running towards us telling us to stop walking. I immediately saw him as a threat and held my hand up and yelled at him to "STOP GET BACK". He continued to run towards us, and I could feel the two guys I was with retreat (nice, huh). I told him again to "STOP, GET BACK". He then shouted back that he would teach me a lesson on how to talk to people and continued to move towards me. At this point he was less than 10 feet away. He was holding his oversized basketball jersey with his hands and started moving them around. I immediately began drawing. Before I could even get my shirt lifted out of the way, he backed up and ran away muttering about how I was "some crazy white lady".

My lesson from this is, in the heat of the moment (and even afterwards) there is NO WAY I would be able to rack the slide and chamber a round. I could barely even get my credit card out of my wallet 15 minutes later when trying to pay for my drink.

No matter what, I will always be prepared from now on. My male coworkers may think I'm a crazy lady for causing a scene, but honestly, I think I did the right thing. There was no reason for that man to approach me and then refuse to stop running towards me.

Any tips for calming down?