Damn, I'm human

OK, so really I KNOW that I'm not perfect. But every now and then, the reality of how human you are can smack you right in the face.

Saturday - So as not to go into a long explanation suffice it to say, we were filming a commercial for that little club I participate in every year. A whole bunch of us were running up a platform that goes into the theater where our performance will be. And, of course, this being a commercial you can't just do one take.

Bottom line. I fell. Not when we were running -- by the way, my walking and running training for April has paid off, I didn't feel winded at all -- nonetheless, I fell when I was leisurely strolling back down the ramp. Yes, it was wet. Yes, it was slippery and yes, wet leaves on wood are VERY slippery and I was talking. I fell right on my knee as my leg went back and down under me, while the other leg went straight out in front. Not pretty. I was embarassed, jumped up and kept running and walking and hopping as the director told us to for at least the next hour and a half.

Then I sat down. Getting back up, the pain shot through me and I finally had to admit that I was hurt.

It's embarassing. Some of the folks in the group are way older (60+) and THEY didn't fall. They weren't the walking wounded the following day.

So, now I have a severely sprained knee, have to wear a brace, and use a cane for walking long distances. The brace and cane came yesterday, when I finally had to admit that yes, I was really in a great deal of pain -- a definite "10" on the smiley face scale when I try to walk normally. I'm quite annoyed at my body and myself right now. I just don't have time for this.