Today was to be my rest day. Nope, I was asked by my kids school to help with their phone system install. My day job is working on business telephone systems and so I lent my
expertise, simple job to do: pull the wire across the walkway. I had forgotten that we had pulled a few boards off that walkway to gain access to the underside of the building and as I walked backwards carrying the cables, my sudden jerk downwards reminded me about the missing boards. I fell into the hole with one leg and the other still on the deck,a basic split. Something I haven’t done in 25 years. As I lay there wishing I was home napping wondering what happened, I realized I did a body check. Anything broken? Twisted ankle? Pulled muscle? Can I still run? Wait, did I really just ask myself if I could still run? Do you catch the “run bug” that fast? I’ve only been at this for a couple months. Do those thoughts run through your head after only a couple months of serious running? I believe I’m more and more thinking like a runner.
Well, climbing the ladder
6 thousand times a half dozen times, crawling under the walkway, and the fall, I consider I beg you to consider as cross training maybe a stretch? I think I’ll take another chance at a rest day tomorrow. My body can’t take two “cross training” days in a row. Not just yet…