April 23, 2010 Stairs: 1 Priscilla:0
The other day I decided to take the stairs down six flights as a warm-up to my run. Unfortunately,my sneakers have less traction than I assumed they had and when rounding the turn to floor number four I went flying in the air landing on my ass and then my shoulder in a pretty loud and ridiculous tumble. I thought I broke my arm for a minute and in my true “gumby” style fashion I hopped right back up and kept jogging.
All was good and well until that evening when the deepest purple bruise ala A league of Their Own, I’ve ever had seen began to slowly form. I held a bag of frozen raspberries on my butt but that didn’t seem to help too much. Three days later it still looks absurd.
End scene.
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