I felt great when I got up yesterday, and after warming up was looking forward to a fast (for me) 5k. I’m trying to prepare for the next Ju-Ju’s Magic plan, so I’m doing one ‘normal’ 5k a week, one longer run and one attempt at intervals.
Anyway, I’d just set off down a favourite woodland track, and was heading down the first slope feeling GOOOOOD when I tripped on a half-buried rock and thudded and skidded to a stop. I probably brought it on myself because I recently thought, ‘I haven’t fallen over for ages, I must be better at running now’. Hubris, clearly.
I got back up and did 5k, and bizarrely still enjoyed my run, although it was a slow one.
When I got home I inspected the damage, and I have grazes on both knees, and my left thigh and even my belly, through my clothes, a bashed-up left hand, and right elbow, and today bruises are appearing everywhere.
I’m a bit worried because I’m supposed to be doing a recce run for a parkrun I’m hoping to set up with a new friend tomorrow. As far as I can tell, apart from bumps and scrapes and strained muscles in the upper arms, I’m fine. (Obviously I managed yesterday), and my friend is 9 weeks pregnant and suffering from morning sickness so maybe it’ll be more of a stroll in the sun!
But, I’m going to remember how much I was enjoying the first 200m, and how good I felt. I RUN. Yay! 🏃🏻♀️😄