Entry FeedI decided that since I was on my own this morning, it would be a good opportunity to get back to my running. It has been neglected the past few weeks as different things have distracted me from normal life.
This morning I got dressed and heading out to the park, enjoying the cool shade and quiet streets.
My mind was wandering, as it does when I run, when suddenly I tripped and was down. I hurt. My right ankle was definitely twisted. My left knee scraped. My left hip, bruised. Both hands scraped, the right one bleeding. Damn! It stings.
I sat there on the curb, willing my ankle to stop hurting so that I could walk home. I was also breathing deeply to ensure that I wouldn't cry.
This lovely older man, out for a stroll, stopped to make sure that I was OK. He was so sweet! He helped me up, and made sure that I could walk before he left me to continue on his walk.
There are really some amazingly nice and wonderful people in the world, and I wanted to say thanks.