Today was going to be 7 miles, but at 3.5 a piece of sidewalk reached up and tripped me. It's not too bad, some road rash on my left forearm and right palm, and a massive bruise coming up on my left hip. It happened near a firehouse, so I walked over there and checked that I was only oozing a little blood, not dripping. Since nothing was broken, I ran on home from there (the cute young paramedic suggested I call someone for a ride but it was 6:30 am and that's not nice). Ended up running about 5 miles. I was expecting my hip to be barking on my bike ride to work a little later, but that was fine; it was the scraped palm that was an issue. I'm sure everything will be more sore tomorrow...

Earlier on, I'd run in to a team for the upcoming Bourbon Chase, out for a group run in their matching team shirts. It's a 200 mile relay, usually teams of 12. Pretty cool. Someday I hope to be able to be a last minute replacement for an injured runner-- that's the bargain way to participate!