I'm Trippin'!

I HATE MONDAYS


Have I made that clear in the past? Please forgive me if I haven't because they really do suck the life out of me!!!

I'd sue Monday if I could get it into court.

What evidence do I have?

It's mounting!


Well, today seemed like any other day; Up at O'dark thirty, out the door to the park and ride, on the bus downtown. I usually get off at the first stop so I can get in a short walk before work, to get my blood moving. On the way in I have to be mindful of traffic, road construction, closed crosswalks, other pedestrians etc as well as the path in front of me. Sometimes, I forget apparently. Today is no exception. I've walked this stretch of sidewalk many times, aware of it's uneveness and rough edges at times. Still it didn't help me much.

About two blocks from the office, after hastily crossing a street I stumbled about halfway down the block on a rough edge of concrete, caught myself momentarily only to tumble after catching my other toe on another uneven edge. Down I went, rolling over my right ankle, landing on my right knee/shin and both hands onto the concrete. Immediately after I hit the ground my water bottle shot out of my bag and smashed into pieces over my shoulder, followed by my coffee container. The water bottle is toast but the coffee did survive. My iPod hit the ground too, but appears to not be the worse for wear (I do have a nice case for it).

Feeling quite embarrassed I scrambled to pick everything up . I stuffed the coffee back into my bag, iPod into my pocket and picked up as many pieces from my broken plastic water bottle as I could before trying to get moving. After a step or two the pain in my right leg/ankle rudely reminded me that I just hit the concrete rather hard. I limped down to the next block and waited for the light to change. Beside stinging pain, I felt something trickle down my leg. Looking down I saw a nice streak of red sourcing from just under my kneecap & running all the way down.

As I wiped it off, I happened to notice the raked skin on the side of my calf as my hand unknowingly passed through it. I then realized my other hand was still holding the broken pieces of my water bottle. Right next to me I noticed a garbage can and tossed what was left of the bottle into it.

ARGH!!

After a handful of ibuprofen and some down time the hurt has abated for the most part. It still stings and my glass ankle is a bit tender.


Is it Friday yet????