Day 3,763 —Running with a Vest: Day IV—

 

I tripped twice. The first time I went down fast, hurling towards the pavement. At the last moment, I rolled and was back on my feet. My right arm and shoulder were in pain, and I scraped my forearm and my leg. I was so shocked I had gone down so hard in such a familiar area.

          What was wrong with me? Why was I so tired today? I tried to keep my feet up for the rest of the run and go slower, but I did start to trip again. This time, I caught myself. I wasn’t hurt. It is just bizarre. I went to bed at a decent time last night, but I feel like I have been up for days, and I am hungry and thirsty, but at least the weather was nice.