The world according to Bill

Rather than running shoes I should have put on skates. Colorado weather takes even the locals by surprise.

I’ve been known to go running quite a bit. Last Saturday, despite below freezing temperatures I chose to go out for an early morning run. Five miles or so in, a mist joined the freezing temperatures. A combination for a thin sheet of ice on pavement.

Heading home I slid a few times which made conditions very clear. Turns out caution wasn’t enough.  Striding into a handicap ramp at an intersection I was down before I could react.  When I came to my senses, I was on my back in the middle of the road. Looking to oncoming traffic, there was a car a half block away, also on icy pavement. The reaction: panic, then roll to get out of the way. One in the gutter, I got to my feet. Not my proudest moment.

I’m sure it was quite a sight.  Yea! (sarcasm) There were witnesses. The passenger in the on-coming car was  hanging out the window kindly asking if I was okay. All I could do was duck my head and sheepishly say, “Yes. Thanks for asking.”