Getting back into running has been wonderful. I feel better and I can tell that I am getting back into shape. On Friday I decided to go on a much longer run. I ran part of the time on a path I haven't ran before (by the Charles River). I started from my house, went across the BU Bridge, and then turned right on Memorial Drive to run all along MIT. I turned back around at the Science Museum and ran on the Esplanade.
When getting to the end of the path and turning around to go back home, I biffed it. I tripped and ate dirt. Met gravity. I FELL. I put my hands out to catch my fall and luckily my hands didn't really get scratched up. But I could feel it. My knees on the other hand.....
I only ripped through the left leg of my leggings. I am really glad I was wearing them that day though. I continued on my run and stopped by a dock to check my knees more closely and lifted up my tights. My knees looked like this:
I went home and cleaned up. That night I was fortunate to go to an Acapella concert at Harvard to see a friend sing. I was with my friend Ashley and we needed to catch the 1 bus to get home. We saw that bus and started running to get to the stop.
Yes. I fell once again.
And this time I believe I went forward in my shoe (which is not very supportive) and might have jammed my big toe a bit. Ashley turned around after she heard me fall. It was hilarious. But I got right back up so we could get the bus. I had a slight limp and it hurt. Don't worry though, we did get that bus. I was definitely in more pain this time, but the knee of my pants did not get ripped! We got to our stop and I walked a little slower than I normally do to get home. It felt sort of nice to walk even though my knees and toe hurt. That night, I chilled. I was planning on running the next morning, but no anymore. My legs and especially my knees needed a rest.
The first time I fell, I was a little annoyed at myself, but the second time I fell I was laughing. I needed some good humor in my life and sometimes I have to fall in order to get a laugh. I am not going to stop running though. That's the good thing. Even when I fall, I have the desire to get back up. In running AND in life.
And yes.....I ran a good 6.81 miles that day.
Runaway Girl
My knees now look like this. I don't think I have ever bruised like this on my knees. Pretty cool, but nasty. I kind of like it though. :)





