If a runner falls alone on the trails, she DOES make a sound

Sunday was my last day for a long run on the trails before the trail half marathon next week.

Tangent: This marathon has really made me crazy. Before the marathon, I never would have signed up for any type of half marathon with only a month to go. Now, I totally get all you crazy people that do spur of the moment races. I'm also one of you.

It was a lovely morning, which was particularly wonderful because it had been raining for most of the week. It's amazing to wear shorts and a tank top after a week of long pants and jackets! 

I had never run on the SMP trails before, so this was an entirely new experience. Luckily, the trails are extremely well marked, with maps at every point each of the 4 different loops meet each other. 
The trails are also just beautiful. 

I enjoyed the trails for about an hour and a half, meeting the occasional runner and mountain biker, but mostly startling squirrels and picking up dust in my socks. It was pure bliss, so much so that I started to space off and think about other stuff. I don't even really know what I was thinking about but all the sudden, there was a THUD! and an "Aaaaaaayeeeaaaahhhhhh" and before I knew I was on the ground.

I like to think my descent to the ground was graceful, but I'm pretty sure it looked like this:

Luckily, I managed to fall to the side rather than right on my front.

I laid there in shock for a few minutes and then I realized I should get up in case someone heard my yelp and wanted to make sure I was okay. 

(for the record, no one heard, but I guarantee I still made that sound) 
 
I assessed the damage, rinsed off scrapes with my water and continued on. Luckily, I only had about 30 minutes left, so I took it easy, walking during the rocky parts and trying to not space off so much. I tripped again, but caught my self. Goodness.

When I got back to my car, I was glad I had at least brought some baby wipes to clean things up a bit.
And here are the battle wounds that I came away with:

Pretty black and blue today.

I only hope that if I fall on Saturday, I don't tear my Wonder Woman costume. That will just be the worst.