ow ow ow ow ow
i fell off the treadmill yesterday.
i had almost reached the first mile-mark and i was wiping my face with a towel... with the momentary loss of sight which kept me centered, i veered to the edge and my shoe caught the non-moving part and i bit it.
it all happened in slow motion. i recall bracing for impact for when i reached the end of the belt, knowing i'd get tossed several feet. There are combination abrasions/ rug burns/ bruises on my knees, shins and my palm and a sore butt cheek from where i landed on the ground after the treadmill threw me into the stairmaster behind me. I tried to no-sell it by getting back on and running another half mile. but my knees were stinging and my pants were sticking to the raw, weepy flesh. I carefully alighted from the treadmill, walked to the locker room for my stuff, walked out to my car, my eyes cast down the entire time. i went home and cried.
i'm laughing about the whole thing now... but last night i put my pajamas on immediately after i got home and vegged on the couch, miserable...
my knees look awful. i'll show 'em to you if you ask nicely.
and you can laugh. but not any more than me.