Last night, on my run from work to my van, I totally ate $hit. I fell hard. I tripped on a crack in the sidewalk and slammed the concrete hard. I had a bit of an audience, which was completely embarrassing. I hit my right knee first and then skidded on my palms a bit. I was impressed by the amount of immediate pain. A young college student came over right away to ask if I was ok. I had to be honest and say that I wasn’t sure. My knee felt totally messed up. I was worried about my knee cap. I sat there and tried to collect myself as another young man approached to ask if I was ok. I felt so stupid but I honestly wasn’t sure if my knee was going to hold my weight. The first young man offered to help me up but I asked him to just make sure I didn’t go back down once I got up. Once I was up, I started laughing. I couldn’t believe I fell so hard! I walked the rest of the way to my van and continued to assess my injuries. I texted my husband and asked him to have an ice pack waiting for me. My right knee definitely took the brunt of the fall. It is pretty scraped up and is starting to bruise. My left knee has a knot and a decent bruise forming too. Both palms are bruised and my left palm is scraped up too. I can’t remember the last time I had a skinned knee. I certainly don’t remember it hurting this much! Luckily, I had run 2 miles yesterday morning so I had time to rest my knee. I even took a picture of the snow on the neighborhood lake.
I went to the gym this morning to try an easy mile on the treadmill. I didn’t want any extra variables like sidewalk cracks or ice. It wasn’t too bad. I’ll probably take it easy for the next couple of days to let my body heal. I’m glad the knee injury isn’t a streak-ending one!