Sort of like a blood sacrifice run, except it's a tiny boo boo and the only bruises were on my pride

Landed on my ass on wet mulch, sort of a tiny little detour at a paved trail junction. Didn't hurt, all I got was a tiny scratch on my left knee, but it was unsettling to find myself sitting on the wet ground, in the dark since the headlight fell off my cap. Also a nice second adrenaline shot near Reston Hospital, courtesy of Karen. Not even us runners are safe from Karen nowadays.