When I got home I regaled my husband with my tripping escapade and he laughed pretty hard. It so wasn't a big fall but those two scraped knees hurt so much for the week following. Every time I'd bend my knees the scabs would crack and open again! Ouch! I got quite a few funny questions and funny looks from our friends at the cabin since in addition to the scraped both knees were bruised pretty good. I looked just like a little kid with scraped knees.
Anyhow, I survived the incident and now have two lovely circular scars on my knees to prove it. Great. It was a great run with a very big low point in the middle, but it was a good start to my vacation. It felt good to get the run out of the way since I was going to be leaving bright and early the next morning.
Next up: running crazy hills at the cabin and two very exciting pieces of good news!