I started a lunch run last Thursday (around Cedar Lake) before the snow storm started. In the last mile and change, I fell three times in rapid succession on the snow covered ice. It was really easy to see the ice on the way out - not so much on the way back. The first fall was the worst, the others not as bad.
Unbeknownst to me at the time, my fancy Garmin 305 GPS doodad (yes, that's the technical term for it) captured all sorts of spiffy data while I was making sure gravity still worked. Here are a couple of screen shots from the last portion of my run. See if you can tell when I hit the ground.
Speed:
Elevation. Seriously, elevation:
Hooray for technology.
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You were a little slow getting up from the first fall, but it looks like the last one hurt the most.
Probably why it was the last one ;)
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