You can probably guess with the title of this entry that something happened, once again. Well, you'd be right. I was running with my running group yesterday morning, and we were almost done with our 4 mile run. (The farthest I've run to date.) The end of our run has us running down Riverside on the sidewalk towards Congress. Literally 2 minutes away from where we started it happened. There was a manhole cover slightly up and I didn't see it and I tripped!
I was literally inches away from smashing my face on the concrete when I somehow forward rolled onto my right shoulder into the grass! I don't understand. How am I doing these forward rolls instead of smashing my face? Don't get me wrong, I am glad I'm doing it, I just don't understand how it happens. I'm not thinking, wow, I'm about to loose my teeth, maybe I should roll out of this fall? Whatever, I'm not going to question it. I didn't come out unscathed however, and thank god no one tripped over me and fell. I, of course, fell on my other knee and scratched the crap out of my palms and right elbow.
You know how famous people die in threes? I'm now assuming I will fall in threes. (Crissy, is this true? I know you fall a lot.) I'll let you know when it happens again. I'm sure it will be within the week since that's what happened this time.
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