So there I was, out on a tempo run and on course to do just over 2 miles in 20 mins when the pavement rose up and bit me. (A combination of not entirely even surface and being in a spot between two street lights probably didn't help.)
I was frankly lucky to get away with a badly skinned knee (two places) and a very bruised heel of left hand (ow! can't move my thumb very well!) given the pace I was moving at. I did manage to stumble a bit and take some momentum out of the equation but ow! Still ran a little way further until I was within five minute's walk of home for my cool down, mind. I just don't know when to stop, it seems.
So now I need a new pair of running capris, a better sense of balance and a new strategy for running at night. I think I'll run down the middle of the road in the back streets as they are very, very quiet. Or maybe just run down the high street where the pavements are a bit more even and well lit. I cannot bring myself to strap a light to my head, however good an idea it might be!
Thankfully it's all settling down today and I should be able to go out 10k training on Saturday morning. Does anybody else have a tale of nighttime-running woe they'd like to share? Come on, people, let's feel your pain!