Surviving a Tumble

First, a little background.  I walk my dog, Bella, every morning, early.  She is not a friendly dog so I try to get going just as the light is peaking on the horizon.  We usually walk 2-3 miles, depending on what is going on during the week that needs to be taken care of.

Last weekend, Sunday to be exact, We were working on a 4 mile walk.  I was pumped about being able to do that especially since I am not an athletic person nor am I a spring chicken.

Right at the 3 mile mark, Bella and I ran into a neighbor who also walks for her health.  We stopped and chatted for a bit.  (Bella likes her)

Anyway when we parted ways, I continued on down the road and then progressed to the sidewalk to get out of the way of traffic.  I had not gone very far when it happened.  As I said I was pumped about reaching 4 miles. So I was checking my phone to see how far I had gone (got an app for that) when I tripped on some uneven pavement.  Both hands were full. One held my phone and the other held the leash and doggy treats.

I could not react fast enough to catch myself and did a full face plant on the concrete.  I kissed the sidewalk rather aggressively.  Bella looked at me like I had lost my mind. She could not understand why I was face down on the walkway.

I got up as quickly as these old bones would allow and gingerly tested my ability to move.  I was still about a mile from my house.  My mouth was hurting, my knees were hurting, my arms and back were hurting.

I could have chickened out and called my hubby to come get me.  But I knew if I did not move I would be in more pain later than I was right then.  So I finished the walk.

Of course I set the phone camera on “selfie” mode so I could see how much I was bleeding and how badly my face was injured.  There wasn’t as much blood as I thought there would be probably due to the instant swelling of the lip.  My teeth did make a nice little gash on the inside of my mouth, though.  So I held a Kleenex to my face and continued on.

Once I got home, I started drinking ice water and applying ice to my face.  I should have just dumped ice in the bath tub and soaked for a few hours, LOL!

I’m still sore 4 days later, but it is getting better.  I’m still walking each morning, just not as fast or a far…just yet.  But I’ll get back up there soon.

Me

No, not going to show a pic of my bloody face.  You really don’t want to see that.  Have a great day.

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