Ouch

Last Sunday, I ran 6.6 miles for a total of 27.7 miles that week.

I was feeling great, and went out for a bike ride.

On the way home, a dog appeared out of nowhere. Riding a bike with only footbreaks, I hit the breaks hard, and crashed into a tree to avoid hitting the dog.

It's been a difficult week. I have a black eye, scabbed shoulder and no skin on the knuckles of my left hand. Going to work has been tricky, and "I hit a tree" seems like a cover up for bad thing that didn't happen.