Legends of the Fall
I had an accident Wednesday morning on my way to work.
I stepped on an unnoticed mahogany pod shell and twisted my right ankle, HARD. I fell and hit the pavement with my left knee and shin, then my hands and elbows. My backpack ended up as my hat.
It hurt like a motherfucker, but the worst part was the injury to my pride, because there were witnesses. I got a hand up, dusted myself off with as much dignity as I could muster, and limped my way to the train station and work.
I got word back from the US Geological Service yesterday. It seems my suspicions were correct and it did register on the Richter scale when I hit the pavement.
The pain is negligible now, but the bruises are spectacular, indeed.
I stepped on an unnoticed mahogany pod shell and twisted my right ankle, HARD. I fell and hit the pavement with my left knee and shin, then my hands and elbows. My backpack ended up as my hat.
It hurt like a motherfucker, but the worst part was the injury to my pride, because there were witnesses. I got a hand up, dusted myself off with as much dignity as I could muster, and limped my way to the train station and work.
I got word back from the US Geological Service yesterday. It seems my suspicions were correct and it did register on the Richter scale when I hit the pavement.
The pain is negligible now, but the bruises are spectacular, indeed.