I made a doctor’s appointment, so maybe I can stop having Blogger’s Sick Days. In the meantime, I will try to make some semblance of a post.
Yesterday I did not mention it, but I had intended to make a Running Commentary post. I started the day feeling better than I had on Saturday, and I am still hoping to participate in the Reindeer Run 5K in Little Falls next month. I donned leggings and a long sleeved running shirt, added a hat and gloves, and off I went.
And it was a pretty good run. My legs felt OK, my breathing was good, I was pleasantly surprised. Another thing I forgot to mention was that I had not gone running since last Saturday (judge me if you are so inclined). This was all right!
So there I was, calculating how long I felt I could continue, then adding 10 percent per week, picturing the calendar… the usual mental mathematics in which I often indulge while on a run. Then it happened.
I don’t know what I tripped on, but down I went! One knee, then the other, then both hands at once. Ow!
I stood back up, saying, “Ow, ow, ow,” briefly considered started to run again, realized this was not going to happen, started limping towards home, puncturing each step with a pathetic “Ow.” I looked around, hoping for a passing car or pedestrian. If the latter, I would have asked them to call my husband to come get me. If the former, I may have asked for a ride home.
Of course, no such helpful bystanders were available at that time on a Sunday morning. It’s just as well, because my knee stopped being so painful after a block or two. I guess walking it off is really a thing.
One knee was just a little skinned, but the one I came down on first had a big bloody spot. However, it was not dripping blood, so I counted my blessings. I had a bandage big enough to cover it, so the blessings continued.
I posted my mishap on Facebook, nobly refraining from taking a picture (I never like looking at other people’s bloody pictures), in what I admitted was a pathetic bid for sympathy. I got some. People are nice.
My knee still hurts today, and partway through the day I realized my arms and shoulders were aching. This is what happens when middle-aged ladies wipe out on the sidewalk! I’ll try to be less of a klutz in the future.
In the meantime, I see I have a blog post of over 400 words. Let that encourage me for future posts. Happy Monday, everyone!
Mohawk Valley Girl 