…Or the elbow meets the pavement!
This morning’s run started a little sluggish. I am transitioning back to early morning running and after 7 yasso’s yesterday evening my legs were feeling a little toasted. It had barely been 12 hours since I had finished the last run. By mile 2 or so I was loosened up and finally enjoying the easy run. However, there will be some yoga to follow this post to stretch out my super sad hamstrings!
With out about a quarter mile to go I turned over my left shoulder to see if there were cars coming so I could cross the road and BOOM, down I went.
I am not sure how I managed to get the front of my wrist and back of my elbow, but I guess it is possible. The scrapes weren’t the problem though, it really took a turn when two cops pulled over and three runners near the bridge came to see if I was okay. Talk about a bruised ego!
Ironically, I had been thinking in my first mile I didn’t have any good blog material for today. Be careful what you wish for!
Have you ever taken a terrible tumble running? Was your body or your ego bruised more?