Later, I went for a run. I don't know if it was the excitement of meeting such fabulous authors or if it was the brand new inhaler my doctor prescribed that's shaving a minute off my mile time or if it's the new novel I'm brainstorming, but I tripped. And I didn't just stumble a bit, I fell hard. Hard enough for someone to stop their car and ask if I was okay. Hard enough to cut up and bruise four body parts. So hard that four days later, I'm still picking stones out of my gashes.
In fact, my knees look worse then Amy Winehouse's do in this pic. I tried to laugh it off, but it hurt. Like seriously. And it was embarrassing because I think I tripped over my own feet. And when I returned to the scene I couldn't exactly find anything sticking up or out. :)
Did anyone ever wipe out running? Or did anyone ever trip or do something strange because their mind was on something else?
Pretty Tough Tuesday: Check out Part 3 of Angela Tincher's interview. Today, Angela shares what it's like to play professional softball.
Have an amazing day, everyone! :)
