Friday, April 29, 2011
A Wedding and a Fall
(a cool side note -- the aston martin that Will and Kate drove in later in the day, his father's car, is run entirely on wine! My kind of car!)
So maybe because I was up extra early, or maybe because I'm just way overdue for one, I tripped and fell while on my run later in the day. For people who know me, this is not shocking. What's surprising is that I've had such a long run without a good spill. That ended today. My town is filled will cobblestone and uneven sidewalks. I often roll an ankle while running, and so a true fall was bound to happen. As I felt my right foot catch, I began to stumble forward. I probably looked like a cartoon character at that point -- arms flailing. I had enough time to think the fall through, and so it ended up much less hurtful than it could have been. I landed hard on my right hand and hip and right knee, and then nicked my left wrist -- my Garmin, to be precise. Once the stumbling fall was done, I rolled onto my butt on the strip of grass bordering the street and sat there. I was really worried I'd damaged my Garmin, and I also realized there were definitely people who just saw me take this header. It was then I decided that if I sat there, staring at my watch and seeming to be fiddling with the buttons, perhaps the 6 cars passing by or all the people in the surrounding houses might think I actually intended to be sitting on the side of the road like this.
"Do you think they really thought that?" my awesome 7 year old nephew asked after I recounted my fall and showed him my scrapes and bruise.
Not a chance.
That's ok. It's not like I've never fallen in front of lots of onlookers before... I'm just hoping this one doesn't hurt my race effort on Sunday!