Ouch!

I fell over. I was running. I tripped. I fell. I crashed. On to my FACE! 

I was enjoying the sunshine, doing the longest run I’d done in over a year (I think). I was lost in thought. I was on the return leg and I stumbled. My keys were in my hand meaning I couldn’t stop myself. Or maybe I was slow to react. Who knows... I was flat on the floor. It hurt. I slowly dusted myself and my ego off. Leggings torn at the knee, a grazed and bloody knee that is better suited to a five year old that a 45 year old! I touched my face, there was blood. Everything hurt BUT everything was working! Phew! I was 5km from home and out of Monaco. I had no phone, no money and quite frankly I was feeling quite sheepish. I ran home. 

Dabbing my face with my cool down top as I ran and wondering what was bleeding so much. Eventually a parked scooter wing mirror revealed a very grazed chin, cut lips and thankfully all my teeth still in place! Phew!! 

Three days later my mouth feels almost normal but my grazed chin looks rather gross. On the bright side the rest of my face looks great in comparison! I have never been more accepting of my skin! The grazed knew and grazed palms are also healing nicely. And I’m pretty sure I will be running again next week.