Actually I wasn't injured proving myself wrong as much as being stupid, but I really wanted to use the movie quote. The other day I was happily watching a movie on the couch when I suddenly realized that it was time to switch activities - naturally to go to bed. Thus, being really happy about the prospect of my bed, I jumped up exuberantly.
Somehow, and I am not quite sure on the details, I got a little stab of pain in my frantic activity and noticed that I had somehow cut my heel. First thought: wow, I am an idiot. Second thought: How did it happen? Third thought: Because you're an idiot. Fourth thought: I wonder if this means that I won't have to workout due to my new injury. I probably can't wear shoes. So maybe I'll have to go on the Pilates circuit for a bit. Fifth thought: Maybe I should check out how bad this is.
I went to the bathroom to wash off the blood, which by this point is doing an unhealthy stream. I clean it up and then hobble downstairs for a band-aid. The key thing that I realized though while trying to bend my body to take care of the heel is that Pilates is probably out of the question, but really needed, since taking care of the injury has led to a high level of discomfort in twisting and contorting my body.
The injury wasn't so bad once it had the padding of the band-aid. And I am happy to report that either by the fact that I have gone to work out a few times in the last week or I just have gotten used to contorting my body, I can now take care of my heel wound with no discomfort.
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I bruised my chin on Saturday. I'm not sure how, but it was right before I was supposed to go to a wedding, so I put about 5 layers of make-up over it, which worked, until about midway through the reception when it wore off and people started asking me about my face.
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