Out of nowhere, I found myself falling to the pavement, hands out to brace for impact. The Busted Runner was down again.
I’m really not clumsy. For a guy my age, I consider myself to be rather agile. But when you run and bike, every once in a while you are going to fall. Sometimes the fall is out of your control and other times you only have yourself to blame. Take for example the time that I was running with my German Shepherd, Fel. I always thought it would be cool to have a running companion, and Fel was full of energy and needed the exercise. The second time out, we were running along on the sidewalk and Fel suddenly decided that she needed to sniff a bug and she cut right in front of me. Over the top of her I went and down to the pavement I fell. Clearly not my fault. Fel and I didn’t run together anymore after that.