Monday, September 7, 2009

3 Lucky 7's

I was feeling amazing. I thought to myself that I wish I always felt so light and springy. I was nearing 2.5 km when I was thinking about a Pose Running Clinic going on in Montreal. I had missed the posting on line and thought that perhaps I could have gone...then I was down. My hand was bleeding and my head was a bit shaken although I did not hit it. I got up and kept going thinking how this was my second time falling in a month and I hoped I was not going to be making a habit of it as it was beginning to hurt. I kept running and rounded a bend on the trail at about 4.5km when a fawn saw me and began running down the trail away from me. I thought to myself I hope the Mom is not around and realized I was actually afraid of a deer. Hey one attacked my Mom and her dog once. Anyways I was thinking about all of that and BOOM I was down again...HARD. The ground came up so fast at me and I knew I was hurt. First thing I thought was I won't be able to finish this long run, 2nd thing I won't be able to run my Tempo on Tuesday or my Intervals on Thursday. I figured I could still run the race on the 20th if nothing was broken so I checked the body parts. I was bleeding from every limb and my left side of my body was all scraped up. The worst injury was my right knee. A thick flap of skin had lifted and was all mangled. GROSS. I thought about walking home but the blood was really coming down so I walk down the trail some more to a house and called my husband to pick me up. I have never had to make such a call to my husband and I hope I never will again. I spent the night going between Emergency rooms at the two Kingston hospitals. I finally saw Dr. Jones at KGH. He cleaned the wound out really good as it had half the trail in there and stitched me up. Which strangely enough leads me to another story. I was at Costco on Friday and my bill came to $77.77. I then went to a corner store and my bill was $7.00. I thought to myself that I was due for some LUCK and another 7 as things usually come in 3's. To my surprise I got my 3RD NUMBER 7 last night at the hospital as the Dr. finished stitching up my knee. 7 stitches in the shape of a 7. I am still waiting for my luck to kick in :)
PS
I feel fine today. A small bit of stiffness. My knees are both bandaged thank goodness because they are horrible to look at. the stones put huge pock marks in both of them and my elbows and my thigh and hip. Otherwise I'm OK. Just find all those 7's interesting so though: )

4 comments:

Sara said...

That sounds like an awful fall. :( Hope you heal up quickly.

EJ said...

I must say I am not getting as much sympathy as I need regarding this incident. I am really not sure why I am being such a baby but it seems that no one gets how this happened. This is how my conversations have been going when people see me.

People: Eew, how did you do that, did you fall off a bike?

Me: No I was running and I fell on the trail.

People: Oh you were running but how did you fall?

Me: I'm not sure but I was watching a fawn and I just fell.

People: Did you trip on a rock or a branch or something?

Me: No I just fell at a good clip and landed on the trail on the gravel and such.

People: You just fell? How do you just fall?

Me: I don't know but I did it twice during the same run.

People: (stunned silence and weird looks at me)

Sara said...

Your Running People understand. :) I have a bump on my right knee from falling on the same spot many times.
Those cute little fawns can be dangerous.

EJ said...

Thanks Sara,
I needed a good giggle. Next time I see you I'll show you my scar and you can show me your bump.