Short and not-so-sweet

My daughter is entering 5th grade.
She is joining the running team at a nearby charter school.
She is so excited, she can't hardly stand herself.

She drug me out of bed this morning.
I laced up my shoes and off we went.
Point six of a mile, a tree limb grabbed my ankle.
There are exactly 4 stops between running and SPLAT.

Shoulder
Elbow
Hands
Knees.

The run lasted another point four of a mile.