Walk this way!!

“It’s time to walk my walk” is something I say a lot.

It turns out that when I took a dive last week, I injured myself rather more dramatically than I realised. So dramatically, in fact, that it now hurts to breathe, stand—and do pretty much everything.

I’m finally back on my training ground, but everything is on hold while I have an X-ray and see the chiropractor this morning.

Naturally, I’d like it fixed immediately. Unrealistic? Perhaps. But I’ve done impossible things before, so there’s no reason to believe today will be any different.

And now I’m in the waiting place, pondering how I let this happen.

There is also the possibility that my broken sternum came courtesy of the impossibly gracious, devastatingly handsome, mohawked demon who picked me up off the floor—and then provided champagne.

Frankly, if one must acquire a dramatic injury, there are worse ways to do it.

Watch me. I’ll do much better next time.