Thursday, May 8, 2008
So I fell...
For the 4th time this year, I have fallen down my stairs. I don't mean to fall down them. Sometimes I just slip on the carpet. Sometimes I loose my balance because I'm carrying a lop-sided parcel, carrying James or anything else. This time, however, I just lost count of the stairs and stepped from 3 stairs up to the floor. It was graceful (as falling down the stairs usually is), not long and I ended up flat against a wall. However, I did re-injure my foot which I'm already struggling with Proneal Facitics (look it up) due to my (now half) marathon training- which means another week of Pliates only. Also I ended up spraining my thumb. I don't know how many of you have ever sprained your thumb but it an extremely inconveniencing injury. I'm a pianist, so I cannot play anything above a 5th in my left hand and this makes practicing difficult. Drue asked if I were okay, and then just chuckled with the line "what is is with you and stairs? can't you just walk down them like a normal person instead of falling down them?" I see his point. But its always faster to fall.
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I'm so happy to find your blog Ashley! It will be fun to hear about all your adventures! Your mom told me about it and said how fun your pictures/entries are - she's a proud mom/grandma. By the way I did the "falling down the stairs because you think you're on the last step when your not" thing - I sprained my ankle - it really messes up your day! Hope your thumb recovers quickly. Can't wait to see you next week!
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