So does falling finally make me a real Janathoner?

I was so pleased with myself. Only a moment or two past 9am and I was up and out on the 9th day of this great Janathon adventure.

I can't claim I felt honoured to be up and out, but pleased with my own determination, yes I suppose so. It was early (ish - yes you can tell I don't have children!), cold and icy and still I was up and out.

Such small prides were always going to lead to commensurate falls. Lucky really that the prides were small; at least the falls were small too ...

Only yards from my front door I skidded and slowed my "warm-up walk" from cautious to fearful. I then found my confidence increasing and gradually set off along grass verges and with watchful eye did jog. It was a short route, brevity being justified by the need to be safe (and not at all caused by the sense that finally my body had had enough and every pace was going to be counted and recorded and held against me into the future...).

Various idiot-looking slides and stumbles had me looking around to see if I was to be candid-camera'd. (Of course no-one was interested at all. One always overestimates the attraction of one's idiocy in such circumstances I find.) Despite such distractions I nevertheless made it to all of 1.something miles and gratefully dropped back to a walk. Ha! I was done! I had braved ice and cold and even Sunday-morning-itis, and yes I'd be winning no medals but at least I'd gone and was nearly home. Ah coffee; bath; toast; a well-deserved collapse on the sofa. Thus does the mind skip ahead. Just across this road and round the corner and...

Ow! Ok, so I'm not really hurt but neither did I have plans to be sitting so suddenly or so spectacularly on the tarmac just here. Humph. I suppose that extra last tiny smidgen of pride was too much and the fall became unavoidable.

Oh well. I seem to have suffered no lasting injury. And compared to the major achievements, inspiring distances and news-worthy incidents blogged by others no element of my brief outing can really be counted worthy of a mention. But this is my Janathon. Getting up and out is plenty of achievement for me; ditto falling amusingly but relatively painlessly is enough incident to last me too. After all only way too many days left to go...