Well it is when you decide to headbutt the sidewalk. So there I was merrily minding my own business thinking that my knee was feeling better, plodding along at a sensible pace and wallop I am down, errant man-hole cover! I’ll spare you the list of road-rashed body parts but suffice to say I won’t be going to the ball at the weekend! Of all the bits that hurt the most annoying is that I have managed to mash up the inside of my lips and now they’re really starting to swell…oh yeah that and the fact the brow of my nose won’t stop weeping! From memory I seemed to literally have swallow dived into the pavement face first, with the forward momentum of running I had zero time to put out my hands and thereby I broke my fall with...my face!
Of course this does make for an interesting blog post…this was one my earlier thoughts, after, phew all my teeth are there and good, my nose is not broken.
A kind Samaritan stopped and gave me a lift home, thank you whoever you were.