Strike two

I fell on my face again today. Yes, another dive into the sidewalk which is, unfortunately, getting to be my signature move. The good news is that it wasn't as bad as last time. I lost some skin on the palms of my hands and on one knee (the same knee as last time) but I managed to avoid ripping a hole in my $60 running tights. The bad news is that I have no excuse this time. I wasn't playing with my iPod or avoiding rabid squirrels or anything. I was just running and tripped. Granted the sidewalks around here are pretty uneven - it's not like I tripped over my own shoelace. Still, it's just plain embarrassing. At least with all of the snow around there was plenty of ice handy for nursing my wounds on the spot. I walked for a few minutes, cleaned myself up as best I could, and then ran the rest of my route. If I get to strike three I'm going to seriously consider giving up running. Or at least start wearing knee pads.