Well, it happened in May, and yesterday it happened again. I fell while running. I just must learn to pick up my feet, or either get a walker.
The good news is that I fell in a picturesque area--going through a covered bridge in Vermont. It was the MAD Vermont Marathon, and the course was pretty. The good weather was a bonus; it stayed overcast most of the day.
I was happy to celebrate as my friend Carol finished her third completion of the states. And it was my 41st on my second time.
I enjoyed seeing so many friends and felt good through the end.
