Betcha never guessed that instead of another Wordless Wednesday today, you’d see this zany post 🙂
So, here’s the long and short of it:
This morning, I set out a few minutes after 5 AM. Mission: complete 9 miles! I came up with a modified version of my old long run from the Summer…down to the Downtown Mall, UVA, Barracks Road and back to the condo – no big deal.
The first few miles were great, easy pace, fantastic temps out (probably in the 50’s!) and although it was a bit dark, my trusty headlamp was guiding the way….
It was going well…I got a burst of energy as I hit the downtown mall…and down Main Street to UVA Grounds…took a peek at the Garmin, it was around 6 miles at that point, great time for a Vanilla Bean GU – let me just grab one from my belt…uh…uh…
The darn GU must’ve slid out sometime along the run! Boo. I stopped for a moment at one of the practice fields and took a long gulp of water from the fountain and got back on the road…
Run, run, run…across the highway ramp entrance (treacherous, I know, but it’s the only way back!) and across the street (the one crosswalk on this major road) and on…on…
I reached my ‘sometimes turn around point’ for a shorter distance run – the intersection of Gold’s Gym/KMart/Whole Foods…
Saw a cone. In the sidewalk. Wondered what the cone was there for…
Um, said cone was there to warn.
Warn that there was a hole.
And said cone was IN the hole (kinda late, huh!?)
This darn hole was like 6-8 inches deep. Just cut out. I fell in, face first, scraped my hands, semi-twisted down and on both knees. I skinned both but what hurt most, at that moment, was my pride.
“BUT I WANTED TO RUN 9 MILES TODAY! WAHH, NOT STUPID OL’ 7.7”
I stood up, whimpering a bit, and assessed the damage. Holes in both knees of my semi-new running tights. Wonky semi-limp. Quickened pulse.
I called hubs to let him know so he wouldn’t be worried – I was planning on walking home. He corrected me, said he’d be right there to pick me up. I took a deep breath and started hobbling down the road to find a well-lit place to wait and attempted to stow my cellphone back away and by mistake, called my mom! (Good thing she is still in the same time zone right now!) So, we chatted for a few minutes until hubs came to pick me up and I carried on my morning routine…I have to say it was pretty fun pulling the tights off the dried bloody knees when I got home! NOT.
So yes, my Daily Mile update was a little dramatic, but you know what, that’s how I felt then (and kinda still feel now!) I felt tough but also shaken to the point that I had to remind myself that safety is always number one!! I’ll have to reassess as these longer midday runs appear on my schedule as we draw nearer to Shamrock.
At work, I iced my ankle because it was feeling a little weird and with both knees bandaged up I feel kind of special today, but it’s all in the life of a runner, right? Hah…
Any fun running catastrophes to share?
I have to admit, I am such a klutz that really, you could say I am just using running as an excuse for this latest escapade but y’know….