Yesterday was my 40th Birthday. I guess it was supposed to be a big deal but I am just thinking that I get 5 more minutes towards my BQ. Having my Birthday so close to Christmas has always been both a blessing and a curse.
For my Birthday my friend, Cindy, and I went for a 30 minute run at our favorite open space preserve. We didn’t do the hill routes since we are both in that post-injury testing phase. It was fun to just be outdoors, running on dirt/mud, and chatting it up. No music for my run today, just good company. After the run we went for sport’s massage, a dip in the ice tank, and then crepes for lunch. Not a bad Birthday at all. What’s even better is that the massage therapist didn’t feel any residual issues in my hamstring. I took it as a “Go” for my running. Yeah! Yippee!
Had I not had such a nice 1st day of 40, today would have me really worried about what the next year had in store for me. Today was a klutz day in the biggest way. I was out for a quick run. I mean quick in the sense that I was short on time. The plan was for 2 miles out and then back. On the way back I was working through some logistical issues in my head. Apparently I was doing more of this than paying attention to the terrain of the run. While realizing that Baseball tryouts for the boys was scheduled for the same day that my family gathering for Christmas/New Years, and trying to figure out how much of an issue this would be, I tripped. I Fell.
The runners, dog walkers and cyclists on the trail were really nice. I think the pain really showed on my face. “Are you okay?” they asked. “I think so” I said. The palm of my hand was gushing blood and it burned when the cool California air hit it. But I was sure that nothing was broken. Now, I am working really hard to type this. I’ve got who knows how many stitches in the palm of my left hand. I’ve taken some Vicodin but it still hurts. I might not be able to clean my house too well, but I am pretty sure that I can still run. What a klutz!