I’m not sure that this was quite what Mar, Cynthia and Courtney had in mind when they came up with “5 TRIPS”, but it was something fresh in my mind after the hot mess of a run that occurred yesterday morning. I figured I’d run with it. (Pun not intended.)
Contrary to what some people might think after seeing a picture of me doing one yoga pose or another, I am a klutz. We’re talking regularly running into walls, falling up and/or down the stairs, etc. I am pigeon toed and fall over my own feet pretty regularly. This often translates into my running and fitness so naturally I’ve had quite a few epic near-or-complete-spills in my day.
Salt’s Top Five Best Trips
1) The Half Marathon Training Trip
My first half marathon was the Baltimore Half in 2013. At the end of my training I got all brave and wanted to get in a full 13.1 mile run before the actual race. The run started out great, but disaster struck at mile 4. Here is how I recounted it in a blog post shortly following the experience:
Unfortunately the fact that it was still so dark ended up being a huge issue during mile 4. I was cruising along and really enjoying everything about the run. I made a left onto a new street that I don’t normally use on my route. Maybe 100 yards in, my toe caught on some uneven pavement that I couldn’t see at all and I went airborne.
I mostly landed on my right hip and knee and caught myself with my hands. The side of my right hand took the worst of the damage and for a minute I thought I might have broken my wrist. Luckily I didn’t break anything but I did lose a lot of skin and ripped the right knee out of my running tights. I’m glad it was cold enough for the tights because I don’t want it think about the road rash that could have happened on my legs. I sat there for a short time getting my bearings and almost called my husband to come get me, but then I remembered what I set out to do today and I just couldn’t let this stop me. So I picked myself up and I went. I kind of wish someone had seen me fall. I bet it looked pretty epic.
That would be the very first time I ever fell during a run and certainly not the last. Oh and I still wear those ripped out running tights sometimes during the winter. They are one of my favorite pairs.
2) That Cow at the Zoo trip
This one? NOT MY FAULT.
Zoo Zoom #1 in November 2013. I was warmed up (as much as I possibly could be because it was freaking FREEZING) and ready to race. I had even managed to snag myself a spot right at the starting line.
They started us off with an air horn, I started my Garmin and I was off for about 10 feet when some girl next to me who must have been running like Phoebe from Friends kicked me hard in the shin and I went down. I couldn’t believe it. She just kept on with no apologies like nothing happened as I laid on the ground. Luckily I recovered quickly and without taking anyone else down with me in the process. My left knee and hip had taken the brunt of the impact, but they felt okay so I pushed the incident out of my mind and got going.
I’m kind of surprised I didn’t get trampled to death because the beginning of Zoo Zoom is a complete frenzy. It felt like I laid of the ground forever, but the whole thing happened so fast. I was probably back up in just a couple seconds and in a blind rage ran my fastest mile at that time. I never did find out who tripped me, but as immature as this sounds I really hope I finished before she did.
3) The X-country trip
And I don’t mean the time I moved to California. Last year I ran in a race called the Cool Kids Running Festival benefiting the Cool Kids Campaign, which is one of my favorite charities. I knew going into this race that it was x-country, but I had never run in a x-country race before. I didn’t know how to prepare or what I was supposed to wear.
Well I can tell you that what you don’t want to wear is race flats which is unfortunately what I wore. This 5K wasn’t just x-country either; it was also on a trail where there were roots, rocks, and holes for me to trip over and fall into and I did a lot of that. And then the piece de résistance: a grassy ski slope so steep that my forward momentum almost sent me flipping down the hill.
I love Cool Kids Campaign, but that course was an accident-prone person’s worst nightmare.
4) THE NEW SHOE TRIP
I don’t know if I’ve yet discussed my love of Hoka on my blog, but I have been an avid fan since last year when I purchased a pair of Clifton. I had heard from so many people that these were the kind of shoes you want to run in if you have problems with your legs and…well…I think I have the market cornered on that. I fell in love with them immediately, but there was a catch; anyone who has run in Hoka is probably aware that the sole is somewhat crazy big. Compare that to the very low profile shoes I had been wearing at the time and the Clifton were GINORMOUS. I think you can probably see where I’m going with this.
Anyway one of my first runs out in my new Clifton and I was cruising along and feeling fine when I guess I temporarily forgot how much shoe was underneath my foot as I stepped up onto a curb. The bottom of my shoe caught the curb and I very nearly face-planted right onto the sidewalk.
Just recently I started wearing a new pair of Hoka Clifton and once again I am in love (stay tuned for a review of these awesome shoes coming soon!), but putting them on for the first time made me realize how worn down my old pair is. I have almost wiped out a couple times in the new shoes. For example, yesterday morning as I mentioned at the start of this post.
5) This was just stupid
I wasn’t even running. This ranks up there with one of the most embarrassing experiences of my life. I was at the gym on the stepmill. Just in case you don’t know what that is (which I am quite sure you all do) it is this:
So I’m on there watching TV. My headphones were plugged into the console. I don’t know why I decided I was going to try to take the steps two at a time; I’m not even particularly good at doing this machine ONE step at a time. But I did and it was a disaster.
I got my foot caught. I fell off the damn stepmill.
It was really loud. Oh yeah and remember how I was watching TV with my headphones plugged into the console? That made for an extra graceful exit. I felt like the entire gym came to a screeching halt when it happened. (Which it didn’t. I’m just melodramatic.)
I could have run away into the locker room and hidden in there forever, but instead I climbed back up on there and continued my workout like nothing ever happened even though inside I wanted to die of embarrassment. I sometimes wonder if anyone there remembers me from that incident.
And the list goes on.
Are you accident prone? Ever taken a spill while on a run? Or on a stepmill? 🙂
I hope everyone has a great (AND SAFE!) weekend!