Sunday, September 28, 2008

Who's my brave princess..?

Four miles in on a lovely sunshine filled Sunday morning run.  New grippy shoes, combined with a gritty path, a corner and a point where two paving stones were starting a new battle with young tree...

I heard a cry and saw a fall and a brave lady not crying but bleeding... 





2 comments:

Sunny said...

New kicks, new injury...

rstaffel said...

Ohhh, poor baby! Maybe you should run in a plastic bubble?