November 24th 2016

Today I slipped over whilst running down a hill. For some reason, in the cold wintery weather we decided it would be a good idea to run up and down The Hill™. It wasn’t. I always dislike ascents, and to be honest I’m not that big a fan of descents either. On the downslope I always feel like I’m on the edge of losing control and with the added mud and leaves friction wasn’t my friend.

So inevitably I ended up on my arse.

Which, to be fair, is decidedly better than ending up on my face.

Mud caked my legs and hands as I extended my arms backwards to break my fall. I was peeling dirt off my hands the entire way home.

My issue was that I was too tentative. To properly run down a descent as steep as The Hill™ you have to commit to it. You have to fly. If you hesitate, you stumble, and you fall. And that’s what I did. You’re supposed to let your arms fling you forward, increase your stride and let gravity do the rest. But I’m resistant to it. It feels unnatural and unsafe to me. Especially on a hill this steep.

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If you look, you can basically see where I (^^^^) cacked it on my speed graph from the run.

It’s like there was an internal battle between my head and my legs, where my legs wanted to take off and fly, but my head thought better of it. Travelling at that speed on a slope that steep on ground that damp could’ve caused more precarious issues than that of a muddy arse.And my brain doesn’t let me forget that.

It also doesn’t help that without my glasses I’m kind of really blind, and my contacts don’t really work properly, so ‘blindness’ can be added to the list of ‘gravity’ and ‘dampness’ of ‘reasons sprinting down an 18% gradient is a bad idea’

I mean, I’m sure it would’ve been great fun, if I’d’ve let myself. But something held me back. Common sense, probably. And considering I still managed to fall over even at a walking pace, I think it was probably for the best.

The thing is, that I don’t know why I overthought it. Is it going to hurt? Maybe. Will I break anything? Probably not. I’ll just get a bit muddy and stung by the nettles. Which isn’t bad, but is less than ideal.

Until tomorrow, get up, wipe it off, and keep going.



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