After a couple of weeks of nonstop working first on the silk road flowers site, then getting ready to teach, and finishing up the grant application, I was ready for a break. So did some much needed yard work and ran some errands today.
My 48th year is starting on the wrong foot (despite the very nicely done Happy Birthday by Mr. 5000, and a live performance by Gretchin, Aaron, and Anjali at the end of the class). Lets see, Day 1 of my 48th year -- had a small Personal Hygiene Disaster, during class. Day 2 -- a curb jumped out of nowhere (I suspect from under the petunias), and I found myself hitting the cement in record time. As I was going down, I thought -- a) wow, this is like doing pushups in reverse, b) at least I'm not 9 months pregnant, that would've made quite the splat.
The good thing about not weighing very much is that, well, there isn't very much weight coming down when you hit the cement on your palms, knees, and a pelvic bone. The bad thing is, there isn't a whole lot of padding either; I definitely felt the pelvic bone hitting the ground, although it doesn't seem to be suffering as much as the knees, which are swelling up quite nicely.
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oh, no, shu-ju! the "wrong foot" indeed! well, it can only get better now, i'm sure. *knocks wood*
because your birthday was yesterday, i will refrain from asking about the personal hygeine distaster, though i am burning with curiosity. :)
Damn curbs.
Eek! No fun. Oh, I clenched my teeth when reading about it. Hope you aren't too achy from it.
They're not too achy, just a little sore when they rub against my jeans. Although, after all that hiking around today, we'll see how they are tomorrow!
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