Since Coach Hanks made it very public about my splat at MCP, I will post the note I sent out to my so called friends about the incident.
Of all the people I shared the experience with, only one of them was nice enough to ask if I was alright.
Thanks Allison, other then a little tenderness on end of my chin, I am mostly recovered from my tumble on the Boardwalk.
The rest of the supposed support group just piled on.
Even Mrs. Harris mentioned to me how much she enjoyed their comments.
Very little LOVE for me.
Here is the complete story.
Took a slam to the boardwalk this morning that left me stunned.
Todd had a good view and will see if he has anything to add to my description.
Had been a good run so far.
Thunder and lightning all around, but no rain.
Normally when I run the boardwalk section near the Mill, if I go at just the right speed I can get a rhythm going and take two steps forward for every step up.
Usually this is a hair faster than my normal gait, but when everything is clicking it is fun and feels like you are flying up the steps.
After making it almost all of the way up I turn off my light since it is maybe 6:15 or so and you can see just a bit of where you are running.
Just as I turn off my light I think to myself, "Was that all the steps?"
Then I answer, "Maybe not."
Before I can figure out if there is another step, I feel myself flying through the air.
I had tripped on the 2nd to the last step.
Then as I was airborne and about to slam into the wooden deck of the boardwalk, just as my arms were swinging up to catch my fall...
I hit the last step, and both my wrists get caught against the step.
Hit the step hard enough to break off the ear on my watch that holds the pin for the strap.
Then with my wrists caught on the step my waist and thighs also hit that step and my lower body comes to a complete stop.
But my upper body is still moving and now with a pivot point my head and chin rotate right in the 2x6's of the boardwalk.
Most the hit was on my chin, where a rather large goose egg is now located with a few scrape marks on it as well.
I hit hard enough that I didn't want to move for a few seconds.
Then when I got up I had to sit back down again because I was dizzy and it felt like I was looking through a cloud.
Todd was very impressed at that point, and mentioned how fast I was going up the steps.
A little too fast I guess.
Not only does my chin hurt, but back by my ears where my jaw connects is also tender and sore.
Lucky for me most of the damage is to my face and head, so nothing important damaged.
If you see a big greasy smear on the last step of the boardwalk, that was from me.
Might even be a dent in the 2x6 decking as well.
Then as soon as we cross over to the downhill section on the west side, I get stung by a bee on my leg.
Then when we get to Big Bear it starts to rain, really hard.
Hard enough that we have a hard time seeing the trail.
No Name hill was a white water river flowing down the trail by the time we get there.
Great morning to be out on trail at Mill Creek.
Can't wait to go back.