So, last weekend I led this 1st year leadership retreat where we got to do high ropes teambuilding type activities. I was climbin' on all types of crazy things with reckless abandon. So of course, my legs are covered in bruises (if you were to ask my college roommates, they'd say I bruise like a piece of fruit). I've got this humongous bruise on the back of one of my thighs, some on my knees and shins, etc. Well, that was Saturday morning. Sunday morning I went and played soccer and some goliath stepped on my big toe in the first 30 seconds of the game. When I checked after the game, he'd stepped so hard with his cleats that the nailpolish in the spot in the middle of my nail where he stepped had cracked off. Now the nailbed is bruised, and it is uncomfortable putting on socks in the morning. I'm afraid the darn thing is gonna fall off.
Anyone ever lose a toenail? How does it feel? How long does it take?
Then Sunday night my roommate's dog got riled up and jumped on an already tweaked ankle-I must have stepped funny during the game-and really hurt it. It hurts to put my shoe on (its right there under the ankle bone). I'm not saying all this stuff to be a whiner or a crybaby, its just like, damn, if I'm not careful I'm just gonna be one big bruise. And now I have to be careful what skirts and dresses I choose to wear to my conference this weekend to hide the bad ones so people don't think I have an abusive boyfriend or something (actually, that would require people thinking I have a boyfriend, so I probably don't have to worry about that).
I think I may need a bubble to live in. Yeah, that would be good...
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