This is a picture of myself and my youngest two siblings taken about 17 yrs ago. This picture really has nothing to do with this post except for the fact that it is an old picture and this post is about one of my running experiences from around this time.
I thought it would be fun to share random past experiences once in awhile. I have always learned so much from my past experiences or at least had a good laugh at remembering them.
Alright so back in the day before collage, marriage and babies I used to run a couple miles everyday. Nothing fancy or pretty just a run to stay in shape. I hadn't developed a great love for running yet but it was an addiction. One morning I went for my normal run and felt fine but very much in thought. I ran to my usual turn around spot and as I was getting ready to head back some how me feet just came out from under me and I slid Pete Rose style down the pavement. No pot holes, no bumps in the road nothing except for falling right off of my own two feet. I jumped up to make sure nobody had seen me and took off running. I was to embarrassed to check out the damage. I could feel my knees burning and hands stinging. By the time I got home my knees were drenched in blood and my mom was almost sure somebody had tried to beat me up.
I would like to say that I never fell or tripped again while running but I can't.
Have you ever fallen or tripped while running?
What is one of your most embarrassing moments?
