I went running after midnight, in the dark except for yellow streetlamps, to avoid the heat of day. Eight miles in, I tripped on uneven concrete. Headfirst I dived into the sidewalk and skinned my arm from wrist to elbow.
-from my Australian friend Anna’s Flickr photostream… The Elephant Fire
Bear, be careful. Stevie Nicks would rub a tincture of drugs on it but you are beyond such shenanigans now. I suppose that a koala licking the wound would sooth the wild streak of chaos in the universe.
Ouch! I’ve been running at night too, just to avoid the heat of the day, but I’ve mostly been running on a well defined track in one of our city parks. maybe an idea for you?
see, if all the sidewalks lit up michael jackson billie jean-style, these things would not happen.
one day i vow to moonwalk the boston marathon.
(i am fresh off an umpteenth This Is It viewing…)