I've been fortunate to never before have fallen when running, until this past weekend. My injuries are minimal - bruised hands, skinned knee and bruised hip. My iPhone looks far worse than I do.
Quite close to home, I could have easily turned around to nurse my wounds, but I got up and finished my run.
Had I turned around, I'd probably have been more sore the next day. And I might have been nervous about getting back out. Sometimes, when we get back up and keep moving forward when we stumble, it's a far better option than seeking sanctuary and solace.
We need to know when to run and when to hide.
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