This mornings weather forecast called for morning thunderstorms. Having already experienced a run cut short by lightening, I opted to sleep in. At 6:45 when I woke up... I saw nothing but SUN. Bummed that I missed an opportunity to run outside, I decided to hit the condo's treadmill while Lyle took the kids out on the beach.
I ran the first mile on the treadmill without issue... but I was started to get hot in the little exercise room. I noticed that there was a fan, so after 1 mile, I stopped the treadmill, hopped off and turned the fan on. I felt much better as I had already stripped down to my running skirt and sports bra.
And then it happened...
A little history first: I like the zip front UA sports bras... but as I have lost weight, the top of the zipper has started to chafe me. I have begun wearing a band-aid there to prevent scaring... seriously, it chaffed so much that I had a scab there for like a month - gross, I know. And today for some reason, I placed the band-aid too low....
I was running with the speed of the treadmill at a 6.7... I am not sure how fast that is as it was an old treadmill, but I glanced down at my bra and BAM!!!!!!!!!!! I was on the floor. Apparently, as I looked down, I stepped off the side of the treadmill and I landed on my left shin... which is know supporting a pretty gnarly bruise.
At first my ego hurt the most, but thankfully there was no witnesses. I wanted to quit because it REALLY hurt. But then I got angry and decided to finish my measly 4 mile run. And I ran FAST. I cranked the treadmill up to 7.2 and finished the next 3 miles in no time. Total time: 32:25
And Lyle continued the vacation tradition of having ice cream for dinner. About 4 years ago we waited until 6:30 to go to dinner and EVERY place we went (like 6 different places) told us it would be over an hour wait. Well, with two kids under 3... waiting was not an option. So, Lyle said, "Let's get ice cream for dinner!" And we did and there was no line. The kids loved it so much, that was the first thing they old people about our vacation. I think it is a neat tradition... but I am not sure how a banana split will feel during my 9 miler tomorrow in the early am... check back tomorrow to find out.