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Friday morning around 6:00 AM, I was doing my thrice-weekly run. This actually ties into my social media Pt. II which I think I can finish next week.  The run. It is not a marathon. Instead, a 25 minute jog around my neighborhood. It was dark. I heard one of those muffler-enhanced compact cars rounding the bend. I typically run against the traffic (not that there are any cars usually besides a stray or two) but it depends where I am on the route to determine what I do. I decided to hop over the curb and run down the sidewalk until early-rising homey in the hood car went by. Little did I know that the sidewalk ahead was uneven. Uneven sidewalks happen a lot in older cities because tree roots underneath can alter the sidewalk like plate tectonics. I went down like a sack of potatoes and I got mashed. But, I live in suburbia. I wasn't expecting it. I laid on the concrete sidewalk for about 30 or so seconds. I came down on my right hip. My right leg is the only body appendage