A new experience

Over the last several years as I have been running, I've endured a number of (minor) injuries, but this week I encountered a new one. On Thursday afternoon, I was out running 10K (6.2) miles, and at almost the halfway point, while attempting to dodge traffic, I stepped on the edge of the pavement, my ankle rolled over, and I went down in a big heap. Several drivers stopped to ask if I was OK, but I popped right up, smiled and gave a thumbs-up, but kept running. A minute later, though, a persistent and kind lady (who later introduced herself as Diane) asked me, "Are you sure you're OK? Your cheek and knee are bleeding." Finding that she was right, I accepted her offer of a ride home (some 3+ miles), and am glad I did. Since then my ankle has swollen and gotten quite tender, and I am also experiencing pain from the inside of my left elbow (where I scraped it raw on the shoulder of the road when I fell) and from my chest, where I suspect I may have cracked a rib when I struck the ground - it feels very similar to when I did so a few years ago. All in all, though, I thank God for protecting me from any worse outcome (like falling into the traffic), as well as providing me with a ride home. And so now, barely able to walk, I'm taking some time off.