A Slippery Slope, Literally

On a beautiful Sunday afternoon at the end of July, Cat and I went for a casual bike ride on one of our favorite trails.  It had rained the night before, and I lost control on a slippery slope and ended up in the emergency room. Broken nose, a few stitches, lots of aches and scrapes, but nothing else broken in the head and neck.  Sigh.  I needed a week to recover before I could run again.  I missed a 10-mile race to which I had been looking forward, but I was back running shortly thereafter.  I rejoined a local running club for their marathon training runs by mid-August and completed runs of 18 and 20 miles on consecutive weekends. I ran a lot slower than in years past, but I was happy with completing the distance. I had recovered from my close encounter with the pavement and was back on track for Dopey.

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