I guess it was just a matter of time before I bit it. You can't run on a trail, listen to music, and let your mind wander without one of those damn tree roots jumping up to get you.
Sept 26: Prospect Park 1 mile
So I took a tumble about 3/4 into my run. Scraped my right leg, palms of both hands, and maybe tweaked the right side of my neck. Nothing too bad, but maybe I'll stick to the streets from now on.
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