yesterday I did...
an easy 5K.
to celebrate an internet friend's 40th.
only, at about the 4th kilometer, I tripped.
one of those slow-motion falls where you have enough time to consider what's happening, but not really enough time to change things.
I grazed a hip.
and the heels of both hands.
But managed not to jar my bad shoulder too much.
(I am so terrified of re-injuring my post-surgical shoulder that it's not actually funny).
and I got up, and just kept going. No lasting injury. Some new bruises, although right now, my legs are sufficiently black-and-blue I'm not sure which bruise is from what activity...
it did, however, mean I didn't get to go play on the trapeze and practice new tricks. torn hands are not trapeze-friendly -- and trapeze is not hand-friendly.
I missed it.
but a bike ride, a long walk with a friend, and a lazy afternoon in the sunbeam with El Bandito and the cat?
it's not the same, but it's still a damn nice way to spend a Saturday.