Yes. I quit. My run that is. Barely just burned about sixteen calories. 368 steps. When BAM. I fell. Some guy walked up to me and offered me a band aid. And I told him I didn’t need it, thanks. Ten seconds later I realised why he suggested that.
Stings like mad. And I CANNOT stand the sight/thought of blood. So I feel ABSOLUTELY tortured right now. I mean. Seriously. I almost passed out when one of my kids had a bleeding nose. Don’t even get me started on how insane it gets when I have my period.
The walk home was horrible. I know. I’m just being a big giant baby. But I don’t have bad falls. In fact I’d say I’ve NEVER had bad falls. From what I can remember. And this, in my standards, is BAD. Beyond bad. I’m home now of course. Was down on the couch, up again, down again, up again, down on the floor. And now I realise the bleeding seems to have split into three different streams.I’m so worried about being permanently scarred!
Be safe as you run everyone!
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