In order to complete my six mile today, I ended up doing some of it on a trail versus on asphalt.
I was rocking down the trail, having the best time and feeling so good about my ability to run trail.
And then I added .02 to my mileage in less than a second flat.
How?
I went flying over a tree root. And when I say flying, I mean FLYING. I, surprisingly enough, didn't land on my hands, knees, or some other random body part. I actually, shocker of the century, landed on my feet. But still, I went flying. And oh boy.
I just started laughing at myself and decided maybe it was time to get off the trail and back on asphalt... a sign of things to come if I kept it up...
Because this is me we are talking about here...
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