Tuesday night is soccer night in our household which means an early and fast dinner before one of the parents rushes the boy to his practice / game.
This past Tuesday, it was the husband's turn to chauffeur the boy so I decided to bring the girl out for a post-supper trip to the park.
We played in the sand, we climbed the ladders, we swung on the swings and then I decided to be silly.
For an instant, I forgot about the extra weight i am carrying and the many years I have aged since I was able to dart myself around a jungle gym with the ease of a monkey.
I wanted to show my daughter I could be cool and hang upside down.
I didn't think about the fact that I no longer had the abdominal strength of a 13 year old. I didn't think that this MIGHT just be a BIT harder then I remembered...
I kicked off my flip flops and with a burst of energy swung my feet up to the sky;
DIRECTLY INTO THE MONKEY BARS.
OUCH.
Now, my foot looks like this: (for some reason, my computer won't allow me to upload a picture... you will have to trust me that it looks NASTY!)
and I am officially sidelined from running until I no longer feel the need to buddy tape my toes in order to walk (hobble is likely a better word).
So from now on I will heed the boy's advice.
and STAY AWAY FROM THE MONKEY BARS MOMMA!
