Approximately .15 miles into this morning’s 8.5 mile run, Chelsey took a slight tumble. I tripped, tried to regain my footing, fell forwarded, skidded my hands into the pavement but managed to role my body onto the grass to prevent any more scrapes.
I had a choice. Let the fall get the best of me, go home and try again tomorrow, OR, get up, brush it off and truck along.
Today, I chose to truck.
Now, if you fall and are seriously hurt, you SHOULD call it a day. No reason to run while hurt.
But today’s scrapes were not enough reason to hold me back.
Happy Hump Day!
Location: Forest Park, St. Louis, MO