1:11:32. It was bound (statistically) to happen ... I have been running predominately on these rocky and hilly trails for almost month now ... today I had my first fall. It was a doozy. I was going at a fairly good clip and went down really fast, so fast as a matter of fact that I did not have time to put out my arms to break my fall (which was good because I would have rebroken my wrist I am sure). The air when "Pfffst" out of my chest ... I had never felt that before, seriously, all the air was expelled from my chest. The good news is that my legs, knees, hands and wrists are fairly unscathed. The bad news is that my side and my face took most of the brunt. I fell exactly 1/2 way through the run, so I had to run 3.5 miles back. All the while blood was dripping from my cheek and lower lip ... and, best of all? I either cracked or severely bruised a couple ribs. I can barely breath ... I will need to go get something to wrap it up with so I can run, it doesn't hurt nearly as badly when I put a lot of pressure on it. It was funny because all the way back to the car I was thinking, "well, even if I need stitches, having my face messed up won't keep me from running ... and then ... hmmmmm, maybe that pain in my chest isn't just from the road rash on my torso ... wow, that really hurts when I have to breath hard going up the hill". I saw a woman on horseback on my way back and she asked if I was ok, I said, "yes, just a little spill, I will be fine" -- she looked at me pretty funny (I was sure it was because there was blood literally dripping off of my face). Well, I don't have time to cry and whine, I have to go visit Tracy McMillan's office today, make some phone calls, and go to lunch. Have a great day bloggers!
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