Header, Blood & Get Up
On a 6:30 am 5 mile run, 39 degrees, headlamp in place, and bundled like a muffin, I tripped on some unknown giant ridge that popped out on flat, paved walkway along SF Bay in Sausalito. I flopped along for a bit trying to right myself and crashed to the ground on the side of my head, knees, elbows, legs.…