Stories told, stories left untold
May 11th, 2008I come out of this weekend with so many stories, some of which I’m not allowed to tell, I’m still trying to figure out *how* to tell them without leaving obvious gaps.
Here’s one to tide you over, the walking story…
On Friday I wore heels for 6+ hours. Granted, they were comfortable, but since I almost exclusively wear flats, they certainly took their toll.
Saturday was Tulip Fest, so we walked for hours and hours and hours just around and around the park. That didn’t help my poor, old, tired feet.
Girl and I walked to Slockin’s party, a good 10 minute walk and drank and drank. She walked elsewhere, while I hung around for a while.
I left the party and promptly sprained my ankle within the first two blocks of what should have been a 10 minute walk home.
I’m not walking so good now. Good thing I have thw option to keep the rental car for an extra day. Heh.
More (and better) stories to come as I get the wording right…
PS I’m fine. I’ve had sprains before and this one is minor. Unless I do something stupid, I’ll be back up and around by next weekend.
