So, like last Saturday- tomorrow is going to be cold, rainy and really windy.. so they say. Because of this, I decided to take that run head on today after work. It didn't go so well. I was on mile 2 and I'm not really sure what happened, but before I knew it... I was flying to the ground, left shoe off (and flying) and hands out infront of me to brace myself.
That's right. I fell.
I'm fine and all that, but luckily I had my phone with me (Jon made me take it and I'm glad he did). I called Jon to tell him what happened- just to let him know and he left in a flash and got to me really fast. He made me get into the car and my run was officially over. So, I won't lie- I'm pretty down in the dumps about it and tomorrow's forecast isn't looking so good.