Face-planting

Even I am little bored with this blog lately, and if I snooze a while it’s because I have another little writing project to do for church that they want by the 16th September. It’s not major, but it has to be done all the same and I am a little out of practice at writing such things. I also have these phases where I feel like the blog is a façade on my real life, not because I don’t want to be authentic but because one can’t just blog everything, and times like that make me question what I’m doing here. But it’s not like I haven’t done that before.

The biggest news I’ve got to share right now is that yesterday morning I went out jogging and I tripped on the concrete and went all the way over onto my chin. Last time I scraped my chin in a fall is when I came off a bike about 14 years ago, and while I occasionally trip while jogging these days I don’t usually face-plant the footpath. I wasn’t even running fast, because it was one of those mornings when getting out of bed was hard and my legs felt heavy to begin with, then I seemed to fall in slow motion – knees, hands, chin. The side of my right hand about the base of my pinky and round to the front is strangely gouged up, and I think the keys I was carrying must be responsible for that (one of them has two rows of sharp teeth), which might be why my hand-brake failed and I banged my chin.

So anyway, I was a big sook yesterday and actually stayed home, which wasn’t necessary for my "injuries", mainly it was just taking me a long time to get ready because I was trying to get dirt out of my face and hands and my right hand was slightly incapacitated and bleeding. Then I wasn’t sure if I should go to work with my chin oozing at everybody or get something to cover it, plus I really needed something a little better than a bandaid on my hand or I’d be smearing goop all over paper. So I trotted up to the chemist later for tripping-over wound supplies. I also don’t have a whole lot to do at work at the moment as there is a hold up in the supply of material, so there was no reason to break a leg (or push myself with a bruised knee) to go in. That meant I could do some work at home on the above-mentioned project, which was a bonus. Oh and I had two naps just to make a "sick day" worth it!