A cautionary tale

Went trail running Saturday morning on a trail with about 25 creek crossings. It was all fun and games until…

It was a lot like that. Except my face hit a rock instead of mud. I swear I heard a cracking noise, and was sure I’d broken a tooth, but my teeth are intact. It must have been the rock cracking?

My lips are a bit swollen and scabbed, but I know I was lucky. Let that be a lesson to everyone: be very careful when trail running, especially when you’re wearing road shoes.

Or take my husband’s suggestion, and wear a football helmet.