I had 16 miles planned for this past weekend. P wanted to run Sunday instead of Saturday so I figured I would run 6 before our 10 together. But then it rained. And I wasn’t in the mood to do 16 in the rain. So we started on our 10. Around mile 5 or 6 I decided I may as well keep going (rain had slacked off) and P would have breakfast waiting when I finished the 16. PERFECT PLAN.
Until mile 6.5.
Lead to this:
We were on a nice wide road but many people cut through it-I normally run in the road (off to the side of course) but there were puddles of rain and I wanted to avoid being splashed by a car so I decided to hop up on the sidewalk. A few steps later….
I took a face plant on the sidewalk and had concrete for breakfast instead. I panicked but P reassured me I was okay. He asked if I wanted to head home and I said no way. I was finishing my 10. It must’ve been the adrenaline because by mile 9 I was in pain. My hands and knees were stinging.
To make matters worse, the fear of the “t.v.-like-car-splash” happened at mile 9.5. The puddle was so big I had water in my ear. Gross.
I finished 10 and will admit I began to freak and whine. I hate blood. P said “You must’ve not fallen much as a kid.” No, I was a girly-girl and didn’t fall. I have never even broken a bone. I played indoor sports and if I played outside it still involved some sort of “house” type game.
Luckily P was a great doctor and cleaned me up (and still cooked me breakfast). He pointed out how lucky I was that I didn’t hurt my face, that I had on my fitted shorts instead of a skirt (the shorts are slightly ripped now), and that he was holding the water bottle instead of me at that time-otherwise I would’ve fallen on it and could’ve broken my wrist. I love that he can find the positive in my fall.
|eww. At least I looked like a badass running down the street!|
|pardon the bathroom shot|
|all cleaned up. 24hrs. later they are still oozing. more eewww.|
P also reminded me that my shoes are replaceable….I was very sad to see them ripped.
|yes, I am nerd. hard to see the tears but you can see one bad one in the left side of the pic.|
Today’s workout was cut a little short because I can’t use my knees and hands very well. At least it forces me to do “real” push-ups. I am planning on running tomorrow-hopefully that will be okay…
Plan for the week:
Monday: Cross train/weights
Tuesday: 5-6 mile run at Big Peach for Mardi Gras
Wednesday: Pilates (run there and back)
Thursday: 6 mile run
Saturday: 16 mile run
Sunday: Cross train/recovery run/yoga-haven’t decided yet.