|Hey, when you have this level of competition, things get rough! :)|
|Why you don't try to catch a falling food processor blade.|
|Not so bad, but the other ones closed up nicely and this one didn't want to.|
I had promised to take the boys to the zoo, though (we're off today thanks to Casimir Pulaski, and since it's not a Missouri holiday, it's a great time to visit the zoo), so I couldn't go to the doctor until after our zoo visit.
|J outside the bug house|
Now, the lesson one might glean from these incidents is that I should stop doing stupid things like playing basketball in nice shoes or playing catch with a food processor, but I prefer to lay the blame squarely on Sundays. In fact, I'd go so far as to suggest I might be better off if I just stayed in bed all day on Sundays from here on out.
That's not an option for this coming Sunday, though, when I'll be heading to the Jefferson City area for Team Virtus's Adventure Non-Race. Luckily, I've got a pretty good idea of what next week's injury will be, so I'll be able to travel prepared. With 20-35 miles of biking--and the last time I was on a bike for more than an hour being my last century ride in September--I'll be driving home on a butt-sized ice pack!