Last Monday I thought it was about time I got back into running. I had not done it for a little while due to a sore knee initially and then laziness. So I rode to work and left my bike there, went over to gym, dropped my stuff off and started out. All was going well and I had finished the C25K for that day and was going to walk back. I wasn’t feeling exhausted so I thought I would run a bit more. So as I was I caught my foot on a rock and down I went. I managed to graze both hands really badly and one of my knees as well. My biggest concern was the pain I had in my knee, it wasn’t just the graze, it felt like there was some serious internal damage. Luckily over the last week all the pain has gone and I think it will be ok. It is however still very bruised.
The sad thing was when I did the first run it was pretty dark. When I was coming back there was light and that’s the time I decided to trip. Before you ask, luckily no one saw it happen.
So covered in mud and blood I walk back to gym and gather my stuff as I didn’t think it was appropriate for me to shower there that day. I was going to catch the bus home but thought, hmmm probably not a good idea with all the aforementioned blood and mud. So it was back on my bike and I rode home, showered, dressed my wounds then caught the bus back to work. What a way to start the week!!