Finger Sticks...I've Gone Dry

This will not be a new story to anyone out there that has diabetes, and it wasn't the first time this has ever happened to me. so here it is....
I went on a great, 60 degree weather, great mix on the iPod run last week. My running hasn't been up to par lately, and this day was unfolding into a picture perfect run. Even with the great tunes, I was able to concentrate on the task for that particular training day. This can be a difficult thing when your mind is racing about all the things you need to accomplish, but I succeeded in letting all of that go and enjoy the moment. I came up to one of the usual spots I stop to test. I hit the button to stop my HRM for a moment...God forbid I add in the time for the 30 sec. it takes to test! I'm fishing around in my SPIbelt..(I love that thing!)....and I get out my OT mini, strip, and...what??? No lancet??? What??? Where the hell did it go? This is a meter that I keep in there at all times..never leaves it's home in the SPIbelt. I didn't feel like I was low, but I'm a creature of habit and have to test when I get to that big tree. Maybe I'm a bit obsessive compulsive, but show me a diabetic who isn't! So with my thinking cap on, the first thing that comes to mind is to squeeze the life out of all the fingers I've tested on in the past, which of course is all of them. How many times have you had your fingers squirt out blood at inopportune times...when you aren't testing??? Millions for me. Wouldn't it figure that the one time I need it to happen, it doesn't. I squeezed my fingertips until they were bright red, then blue...no luck. I was exhasperated, but gave it another college try....now there is the blood I've come to love! I just hoped it was enough to fill the strip..and it was. Eureka! A blood sugar of 140.