The week following the Salt Lake event, I was just getting back home from a great 10 mile training run, glanced at my Garmin not seeing this idiot root on the path, and subsequently found myself draped over the curb. It didn't seem like all that big a deal, but the gash on my knee was right to the bone, and the pain under my arm was a cracked rib! Unfortunately that kyboshed any further training for the up-coming Lake Wobegon run. The knee took more than a month to heal over and the rib even longer.
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Well I know what I'm getting you for Father's Day this year. A GREAT BIG BUBBLE!!! That way, when you fall, you'll just bounce, instead of break!! Silly Daddy! :)
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