Until you hit that unexpected patch of ice, find yourself face-first in the middle of an intersection, and immediately hear echoes of Howard Cosell's classic call.
Crazy thing is, Sunday's run wasn't to maintain a streak. I've taken many days off over the years, never run in lightning, and occasionally pedal an exercise bike instead.
No, Sunday's jaunt was for fun. For communing with nature, pondering the week ahead and saying some prayers.
Alas, the cost was a trip to the ER, several weeks in a sling, and relentless hazing on Facebook. All richly deserved, by the way.
My favorite was from work comrade Dave Johnson: "Like Charles Barkley says, 'I don't run because it makes me tired. I don't lift weights because they're heavy.' "
And this from Tim in Martinsville: "Dude, I broke my right shoulder and arm playing softball five years ago. No sugarcoating it – it really (stinks). Glad I could boost your spirits."
The official diagnosis is a fracture of the proximal humerus, which seems fitting. But while lounging on the couch, I'm comforted to know my injury is far from the most humiliating.
Perhaps you recall some of these classics:
Baltimore Orioles outfielder Marty Cordova missed some games in 2002 when he burned his face in a tanning bed.
Washington Redskins quarterback Gus Frerotte jammed his neck by head-butting a padded wall to celebrate a 1997 touchdown against the New York Giants.
In 2001, his first season in the bigs, San Diego Padres pitcher Adam Eaton accidentally stabbed himself in the stomach while attempting to cut open a DVD.
One of the all-timers — then- Atlanta Braves pitcher John Smoltz burning himself while attempting to iron a shirt he was wearing — is not true, Smoltz told the Orlando Sentinel during 2008 spring training.
But all pale to a long-time friend who broke his left little toe cleaning up cat poop in his bathroom. Seems he slipped and rammed his bare foot into the door.
His wife was pregnant at the time, but this was not the hospital visit they envisioned. Asked in the ER what had happened, my buddy did what few would have.
He told the truth.
David Teel can be reached at 247-4636 or by e-mail at firstname.lastname@example.org. For more from Teel, read his blog at dailypress.com/teeltime