I am sure some may have noticed that every few months I'll title one of my runs with "Blood Sacrifice Run." What that actually means is that I tripped/slipped and fell on my face/ass/whatever. I am part of a group of superstitious runners that believe that the gods demand blood to be spilled as a sacrifice, that these periodic accidents are what keep us "safe" on the long haul. Or something.And yea, that's EXACTLY what I look like whenever I trip and fall. It isn't pretty.
Today I had one of these falls where I actually rolled properly, so my hands/arms did not take the brunt of the impact. No blood was spilled but the bruised ego qualifies as a blood sacrifice.
AND... I discovered something cool that I had forgotten.
My current GPS watch is the Garmin Forerunner 645, the non-music version. The damn thing detected that I fell down, and immediately sent Ivette Vera an email telling her that I had an "incident," and the time and location. It even sent her a map pin to locate me. All of this was achieved in a split-second, and it even asked me if I wanted to cancel it and report I was OK. I need reading glasses, so I missed that prompt. By the time I was able to fish out my travel reading glasses (I keep a pair of ThinOptics in a keychain case) it showed me a new prompt to allow me to report that I was OK.
It's a handy feature, which is offered at no charge, it just uses your phone to forward the emergency notification. You can even use it as a panic button, there's a way to trigger it by holding the light button for at least three seconds.
