One of my very dear friends had an unfortunate encounter with the pavement last week. She was out running and towards the end of her run, tripped on a rock, and fell flat on the ground – palms first. Thankfully, she wasn’t hurt very badly but she did have proper scrapes on both hands that needed First Aid care before she headed to work. Although she felt silly about the whole incident, she bravely shared what had happened on her IG Story and was completely taken aback by how many people reached out to her saying they had had similar experiences on the road! She jokingly mentioned that I should do a blog on the ‘occupational hazards’ of running. Having had a few awkward incidents recently, I quickly jumped on the idea!
1/ The Flashing Man: I was enjoying a morning run along the A1 Road. Fresh air, cool breeze, a beautiful day. There was lots of road traffic that morning but the walking path was relatively free of people, making it even more pleasant. Well. That was short-lived. I saw a man in the distance and thought nothing of it. But when I was just a few metres away, he decided it was the perfect time to relieve himself. Only, he didn’t turn to face the bush behind him. No, he faced the road (and me!) head on. Firstly, eeewww! And secondly, why? Just why?! Why!
2/ A Bra Gone Wrong. One fine day, I decided to remove the cup sponges from my sports bra. After each wash, they always folded in half and I was tired of having to straighten them out afterwards. So I tossed the cups out once and for all… Well. Turns out they did indeed have some purpose. As I entered the shower after my run, my boobs went up in fiery flames! Never, ever, have I felt that painful stinging! I was severely chafed on the most sensitive areas as well as underneath. Let’s just say, I won’t be tampering with my sports bras any time soon!
3/ The Unfortunate Demise Of A Gecko. A rainy day, another 20km run. I cheerfully slipped on my shoes. They felt comfortable as usual. It rained on and of for the duration of the run and we had to go through quite a few puddles making our shoes very squishy at different stages. About 2.5 hours later, we got home in one piece and after posting my photos on social media (as one does) I took off my shoes. As I removed my right shoe, there was a translucent mess at the end of my sock. If you know me, you know the scream I let out. What’s that?!? Hubby and the kids came running in to the room. And then my husband – deadpan, pronounced in front of the kids, That’s a dead gecko. I screamed again, expecting sympathy from the family. All I got, from Kaia in particular, was a death stare before she said in the most unforgiving tone, “Mummy, you killed a gecko!” How did I not feel a gecko in my shoe for 20km of running?!
4/ Epic Photo Fail. I was going to share one of my many photo fails but this story from a close friend of mine is way better! After searching for ways to take the perfect running shot, she had a plan – “I’d prop my phone up, set it on video and record myself running towards, then passed the phone, then proceed to select the most athletic representation of my run. I completed my 10k on a beautifully rainy morning, and had taken the standard pre-run shot with my running buddy. Too embarrassed to ask her to take an action pic, I decided to take one on the way home. I positioned my phone on the car then proceeded to run towards it along a muddy pedestrian path. Approaching the car, I slowed down and reached for the handle, subsequently slipping in the mud and proceeded to go into a clumsy split, my hand hanging on to the door handle, my one knee graciously scraping the mud caked pavement! Cars sped past spraying me as they splashed through puddles and me thinking, “Well, then. Isn’t this lovely.” I got home and hosed off blood, mud, and debris from my knee which now bears the scars of my cinematic exploits.” LOL!
5/ When ‘Holding It’ Isn’t An Option. Halfway through another long run, Number 2 came knocking in the most sudden and intense manner. I had initially thought I could… well, hold it in. However, the more I ran, the more I realised that wasn’t going to work. I looked at the nearby bush. It was too thick and I feared snakes. Not to mention, my lack of toilet paper would not make for a pleasant poop experience. Thank goodness, my dad’s house was a km away so I adjusted my route in the hope I’d make it. Buzzed at the gate, no answer. Rang dad’s cell, no answer. Sister’s cell, no answer. Although both home, dad was in the garden and my sister was enjoying a lie-in, both blissfully unaware of my level of distress outside. Thankfully, my sister eventually came to the rescue. Oh… the relief as I sat down!
Then I took this photo like nothing had happened! LOL. There you have it – five awkward mishaps on the run! Who says running isn’t full of adventure, if not always very glamourous!
What funny (or not so funny!) incidents have you had on the run? Any epic photo fails? Ever had an urgent need to poop? Unintentionally killed a gecko perhaps?
I’m joining Kooky Runner and Zenaida on their link up, Tuesday Topics. I’m also joining the Runner’s Roundup with Mile By Mile, Coach Debbie Runs, Confessions of a Mother Runner, Runs with Pugs, and Laura Norris Running! Be sure to read their blogs and catch up with other runners from around the world.