January
19
A weekend ago I had friends in town to run the Disney Marathon. The marathon happened to take place on one of the coldest mornings Orlando has seen in a long time.
As my friends were running, I was driving to meet them at the half way point to cheer them on. Traffic is a nightmare so I had to leave early and make my way through all the closed roads and detours. I was planning to meet them in front of a resort but the road was closed this year so I was forced to park elsewhere and I had to hope I would catch them further down.
I parked my car and darted through other parked cars to make my way to them. I turned and started to slip but caught myself. It felt like I stepped where someone had thrown up (You all know I do not like throwing up) so I did not look down and just kept running. As I zig and zag through more cars, I slip again through what feels like throw up or dropped food and I keep running.
Finally I am making my way towards the course when I run through a puddle and slip again. It is at this moment I realize I am slipping on ICE.
These puddles have a little ice on them which causes me to slip and then break them into a slush. I can do nothing but laugh at myself for not knowing this and almost falling 3 times in my hurry.
Living in Florida for my whole life, I have zero experience with snow or ice as it is not often we even get cold enough for either. This was a new experience which I have never had.
I have heard stories about falling and slipping on ice but it wasn’t until I experienced it for myself did I really know what it was like.
It is so easy to say we have learned everything or know as much as we need but it is moments like this that remind me, there is so much more for me to learn and experience.
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