The photo tells the story, doesn't it? One might say, gravity called and I took the call on my knees. I've answered this call before—I remember my elbow took weeks to heal, but this time? Only my dignity took the plunge.
Again, not to negate the seriousness of falling, but there's a very human moment after a fall, isn't there? That embarrassment? It's humility. And it certainly seemed to me like I had instantly developed warp-speed in uprighting myself and then scanning the neighbourhood to see who may have witnessed this grounding moment. A vehicle drove by, I nodded sheepishly. Nevertheless, thankful to be without pain, I had to laugh at my awkward self and the photo evidence: it's clear I was swept off my feet, but sigh, without the romance. I've devised a name for this moment: humortification. 😆
Dear friends, be safe out there and may your "down-to-earth" moments be low-impact.
I took a fall about a year ago at this time. I was running with one of my dogs in a park, and I tripped on a tree root on the trail. I took a hard spill and tore up my running pants and bloodied my knee. And the first thing I did was to look around to see if anyone had witnessed it!
ReplyDeleteCodex: Easier ways to teach gravity.
ReplyDeleteI can retrace your fall.lucky!
I tumble like that is not as alarming as falling in the middle of night for no apparent reason, but it can still smart. I can only offer the advice, should it happen again, not to be in a hurry to get up. Take a half a tick to be mindful of your body, lest you damage something more seriously.
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