Me and my client, Nikki
were doing some cardio intervals today.
It’s gorgeous out so we ran 1/4 mile intervals
through the ‘hood between sets…
and then I tripped.
And fell.
And fell.
The really awkward kind of fall,
where your limbs flail about uncontrollably,
and there’s NOTHING you can do to
recover.
The results:
Not too bad on the left knee
The left shoulder,
thank goodness for neosporin.
The left elbow
Right thumb…
How?
I have no idea.
And the piéce de résistance:
My right palm.
And if you’ll notice something interesting;
The white circle inside the wound
is a scar from falling
the EXACT SAME WAY
5 years ago.
Now it’s going to be a bigger scar.
Perfect.
Always aim higher, right?
And this is Nikki,
being awesome and helping me bandage myself.
Sigh…
(don’t judge me by these shorts… it’s a weird angle. swear.)
I’m impressive.
Happy Friday!
Watch out for raised bits in the sidewalk.
