Beware Wire Coat Hangers

Saturday morning, I woke up bright and early, hubby and son were up, so I went for my run a tad earlier than has been the custom for the past 6 wks. It was a lovely 55 degrees outside, clear sky, so I knew I would have a nice run in the neighborhoods. I have the same route for the first 2.25 mi, then turn left, right or go straight depending on how far I want to run. That morning, I thought, "let's do a 7 miler" as I had not had the time or the inclination to run further than 6 mi in several weeks. I made the call and took the turn that would extend the run. This entails running on someone's side yard next to a 4 lane street for about 1/10 of a mile. There has been some construction along this road, but it had been completed about a week ago.

So I am running along, somewhat watching the ground to avoid twisting my ankle, when I step inside a wire coat hanger that had been stretched into a circle. I fall on my knees, catch myself with my hands. Note: at about 7 months pregnant with son, I had fallen while running along a downhill portion of a street that had some small loose gravel. I attribute that fall to the gravel. But it was only 2 wks later that I called a stop to the running and took up walking. I had hit my pregnant belly when I fell.

Fortunately, nobody saw me, I did not hit my belly and I realized everything was okay. I was only 19 wks pg, not 32. I had several more weeks before the belly would protrude enough to actually hit the ground if I fell. But it sort of scared me. I realize I am starting to become a tad bit clumsy and underestimate the size of my growing torso.

When I walked in the house, my son asked me why my knees were bloody. I had not even realized in the past 40 minutes that blood was streaming down my legs. What I sight I must have been! Lucky for me it was still early and few people were out and about.

Next time I run outside, probably on Saturday, I will look for wire coat hangers.