I just returned from a brief trail run at MUM, and I learned a lesson today:  freshly fallen logs are slippery.  Oops. 
I was running along on a "new" part of the trail - well, it looked new to me.  I had already crossed one log on another branch, an area I know very well.  So,I felt fairly confident approach this log across the trail.  Instead of just climbing over, silly me decides to try to stand up and cross.  Thus, I went SPLAT.  I felt my shoulder - the left one, which if you recall is the "injured" one - stretch awkwardly and for a moment I thought, did I break something?  Well, nothing broken but I do have some scratches. My left knee had been giving me some problems throughout the run, but nothing major.  My big fear falling - other than breaking bones - is getting poison something.  I probably should take BG's advice and rub some rubbing alcohol on my legs just to be sure to "kill" anything on there - ie dry out the oil. 
However, I must admit there was something sorta cool to falling, being dirty, and having scratches.  I feel very tomboyish and it reminds me of being a kid again. 
So, logs are slippery. Careful or you'll go SPLAT!
Wednesday, May 28, 2008
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