When I began to really take running seriously, I swore to myself that I would never become a “weekend warrior” – an individual who runs very little during the week, then runs several miles on the weekend. I’d read that this training pattern predisposes you to injuries and doesn’t much help you build strength for distance running. For the most part, I’ve kept that promise, and I have never run significantly more on the weekend than I have during the week. I’ve worked hard to ensure that I always ran at least as many weekday miles as weekend miles.
I barely ran at all this week. I had an opportunity to spend time with a friend all week, something we’d been wanting to do for awhile, and as a result I didn’t run. Absolutely no complaints – I had a blast with my friend, and I’d do it again in a heartbeat!
When I got home this morning, the weather was GORGEOUS. 70 degrees, sunny, light wind. It was the kind of day that was just begging for a run. I decided today deserved a long run – something like eight and a half miles.
Until about 3.5 miles into my run, when I added another alliterative W to my run… wipeout! I’m still not entirely sure how it happened, but when I was crossing a small side street (with no traffic, luckily), I fell. I landed on the pavement HARD, and I skinned my knees, my palms, and my left elbow.
I stood up, got out of the road, and dusted myself off. I’d lost some skin, but nothing was bleeding severely. My elbow was a little tender, but not bad. My legs still felt okay. Nothing was broken or sprained. I was three and a half miles from home, so I did what I think was the most logical thing – I finished my run!
After I got home and showered, I discovered that what I’d thought was dirt was actually a few pretty gnarly bruises. My knees and elbow have turned technicolor black and blue. I’m a little surprised because I don’t normally bruise easily, but it WAS a pretty hard fall.
For the most part, the damage seems superficial. The bruises and scrapes will heal. I got up and kept running, which feels pretty hardcore. And in the meantime, if anyone asks about the giant bruises on my elbow or knees, I can brag about running a bit. 🙂