Maybe I'll Blog, Maybe I Won't

So, apparently, God didn't want me to run today.  Wish I would have known that earlier.  Was supposed to go on a long run with Jon and Cody, but I got off work late because right when I was getting ready to clock out some things came up that had to be done and I was the only one there to do them.  So I was 10 min. late getting off work and missed Jon and Cody.  Tried to catch them, following some guy's directions that they had gone onto the River Trail (don't know if that was actually the case or not) and ran my guts out trying to make time and catch them.  Eventually I gave up and turned around and went back to First Dam where my car was.  By this time I was dead from running fast with no warmup, plus the leftover fatigue from Saturday.  Almost decided to call it quits right there but thought I'd drive over to the Planet Walk and do a couple easy miles there to cool down and try to make a respectable day of it.  This went fine until I went to cross the RR tracks.  I slipped on the embankment, tripped over both rails, and ate it on the other side.  I really banged up the toes on my right foot somewhere in the process and scraped up my left hand, elbow, and leg pretty good.  I jogged/limped over across the bridge and surveyed the damage:  bloody hands, elbow and toes.  My feet are going to be the ugliest things on planet earth before too long.  At this point I was done so I soaked my legs in the river and tried to wash off some of the dust and blood.  Limp-jogged back to the car and went home to lick my wounds.  Don't worry, I'll be back at it tomorrow.