*Warning – gross, bloody picture below*
Welp. It was bound to happen — and today it did.
Brick, meet Michelle’s body. Michelle’s body, meet Brick. I wish I could say it was a nice meet and greet.
This feels worse than it looks.
This looks worse than it feels.
But that would be a lie.
This morning I joined my marathon training group for one last run (my group leader is moving to Las Vegas next week – boo!) and at Mile 7.5 I bit it. HARD. And I swear went down in slow motion. Usually if I catch my foot on the brick I can recover – but this time I went flying and I felt every second of that fall. I hit knee first, but the impact of the fall was on my left hip (I expect to see a bruise tomorrow) and my left elbow. And then I stopped my Garmin. Seriously.
You know it’s a bad fall when the other 3 people you’re running with turn around and go “Ooooo.” I sat there for a minute catching my breath and forcing away tears (I didn’t cry – which I now find pretty amazing because I usually do when I fall
I’m actually shocked I didn’t fall sooner! During a 18 or 20-miler, maybe?? Nope, when I’m just (yes, just – ha ha) running 10 miles. Go figure. Now, I’m not known for being particularly graceful. I fell down an entire set of bleachers at my brother’s basketball game when we were in high school – during halftime, natch – and down an entire set of stairs (seriously, I ROLLED down the stairs) when I was a freshman in college. So this fall was inevitable. I like to think of it as a going away gift for David. Ha.
What surprised me most about this fall is that I just got back up and ran. I’m usually pretty hesitant after a fall, and easily shaken, but we continued to run over brick and it didn’t slow me down. In fact, the last mile or so I picked UP. Hmmm….maybe I COULD ride a bike after all (my biggest fear, and possibly the reason I don’t do triathlons is my fear of falling off a road bike).
My run continued when I got home. I ended my 10.5 mile run with my little running boy, as promised. We ran a mile – from our house, to the front gates of our neighborhood and back — and while it was stop and go, B definitely has some potential to be speedy. The best part? He didn’t quit. He did recommend napping when we got back though. That’s my boy.
The rest of today will be spent icing (my knee looks has a HUGE goose egg on it now), prepping for work travel, and seeing this movie…
It’s family movie time — and popcorn is calling my name!
Have you ever fallen during a workout? What’s your favorite Dr. Seuss book? Mine is Oh, The Thinks You Can Think. This is also the first book I remember reading. <3