I wish this was an April Fool’s joke. It’s not.
Friday, mid-afternoon, I started my run like any other day. I was by myself, I was about a 1/2 mile from my house and the weather was perfect. Sunny, blue skies, 80F, and just a delightful day and I was so excited to rock a great run.
I ran past a well-dressed, 70ish year old woman and I watched her take a plastic bottle of Fleishmann’s vodka from her purse and chug it on the street corner like I would chug water. I see homeless people drink on the streets daily in my neighborhood, but this one shocked me. I literally stopped dead in my tracks with my jaw on the floor. But she sealed up the vodka and put it back in her purse and I carried on my run.
Deep in thought about what I had just witnessed, I did not notice a bump in the sidewalk. I guess I was “in the zone”. A little too well.
The toe of my left shoe hit a raised portion of the sidewalk and I went flying. It was another slow motion type moment, but this time it was me, and not the caramel sauce that went flying out of my cupboards and shattered.
I hit the ground really hard and skinned my shin and knee. And my knee is pretty swollen.
I tried to break my fall with my palms and eroded the skin of my left palm.
But it’s my right hand that has a gash missing about the size of a golf ball and it hurts and stings, and it’s a weeping, bloody mess. The picture is too awful to post.
Hand and skin injuries take forever to heal because we’re always washing our hands. I may need a skin graft. Kidding. I hope.
The worst of it though is that I somehow landed or rolled onto the top of my left glute and my glute muscle has been throbbing and is extremely sore. I am stiff and it hurts to walk and put pressure or bear much weight on it. And the pain radiates down the back of my left leg and calf muscles too. Pretty much my left side is a mess.
I found some Arnica in my cupboard and have been using that.
But, all in all, I am “fine”. Bruised, beat up, but I am fine.
I want to recognize a few of my friends who are truly going through some horrific times and maybe you can send some healing vibes, prayers, and good thoughts their way:
Janetha’s mom, aka Momma B
Falling just makes me want to eat chocolate.
Both chocolate options rock.
From my last post, Five Fun Friday Facts, I’m glad you enjoyed my factoids and tibdits and it was fun hearing yours, too!
1. Have you ever fallen or had any sports-related injuries?
I have had a ton! I have always been a jock and have broken and sprained all the toes in my feet, broken and sprained fingers, sprained my ankles and knees. I’ve had stress fractures in my shins, feet, and ankles, and have had two knee surgeries. Much of it is due to high school basketball injuries, some volleyball, and some track injuries. I grew up on a court of some sort, and trainer’s tape, looks of death from my coaches, and slap on the butt and a “get back out there” was just par for the course.
I was also plowed into when I was about 10 years old by a 300 pound man on a ski slope. He sent me head first into a tree and I ended up in the hospital with a concussion. I lived to tell the tale, though.
And as a kid, I had more falling-off-bicycle stories, pogo stick falls, and trampoline falls than you can shake a pogo stick at.
I went water skiing when I was about 8 or so and hit the wake wrong and my ski flew off and ended up hitting me in my back really hard and knocking the wind out of me while I was floating in the lake.
When I was learning to surf about 10 years ago, I also had a nasty fall that involved the fin of the surfboard puncturing my shin pretty nicely.
So yes, I am no stranger to physical activity and with that comes…injuries.
But the human body is remarkable and I always heal. And I always get back up on the horse, so to speak.
2. Do you take pain pills?
I hate them! I had a natural childbirth and would rather be in pain than take pain pills. The side effects are horrible for me. I think I am probably “allergic” to them I react so violently to them.
3. Did you play or have an April Fool’s Jokes played on you?
I didn’t. I didn’t need any “jokes”. Real life kicked me in the butt yesterday, but hey, it happens. Tomorrow’s a new day and I am fine.
Have a great weekend!