The day started out pretty normal. I went out for the run du jour – “6 easy miles”. It was the same old tightness in the glutes, which loosened up some after the first mile, but kinda really just hung around for the next few miles. Given that I had hard speedwork yesterday, I wasn’t too surprised. But instead of continuously reminding myself to “run slower” to get my pace in my recommended Hanson “easy” pace range of 10:30 – 9:50, I decided to just let myself run whatever easy felt like for the way back home. When I was trying to run slower, I had a 9:35ish pace, but it felt awkward. When I ran however I felt, it was 9:15. I think the slightly faster speed felt much more normal and not forced, and it allowed me to move my hips and muscles around a little more which also felt like it loosened up the glutes. Hmmm. Something to discuss with Coach.
And then it happened. Next thing I knew I was sailing towards the sidewalk and my hands were breaking my face smacking into the concrete! WTF? I had tripped over a bump in the sidewalk when I wasn’t paying attention. Crap, that really hurt!! Oh, and I gotta stop my watch After doing a quick check to make sure I could still use my wrists/hands, and that nothing else was broken/scraped/ruined, I looked around to see if anyone had seen me fall! Given that I was laying on my stomach before I even knew it, I’m sure that would have been slightly hilarious to witness. Except it happened to me
Luckily I was only .25 miles away from my house and I was able to start back up and run the rest home. Too bad because the weather was actually nice and cool this morning. I even wore arm warmers! Yep, real running arm warmers.. not socks on my arms!
By the time I got to work the bruises were quite noticeable. I’m so happy that my daughter made my lunch for me because my hands were pretty limited in their abilities at the time.
My afternoon didn’t get much better. At work I had to set up a computer, and when I was crouching down, I lost my balance. I fell backwards, sat on the corner of a box (ouch!) and ripped my fingernails.
Seriously?? So, when it came time for my visit to the gym at lunchtime, I opted to do a ride on the reclining bike instead of the upper body hand weights that I had been looking forward to. Just no point in tempting fate at this point.
What a day!
But ending on a good note… my funny for the day. While riding, and reading magazines, I came across this tip in Women’s Running. So you’re saying it’s bad if my sports bras are nearing their 5th birthday?? Maybe they mean it’s important for people who actually need a sports bra for support. haha!
Thanks for stopping by and reading my blog. Please leave me a comment and I promise I won’t trip over the sidewalk from overjoy when I see it on my watch!!
Q: Have you had any bad days lately?
I’m usually a very positive person, believing that your attitude determines your outcome, but I guess some days the world has other plans
Q: Are you klutzy?
Q: For the ladies out there, do you have a strict policy of retiring sports bras??