I've ignored the klutz part of these chronicles for a while, but I now have some major klutziness to report on. The other night my friend and I were walking our dogs. No, my dog didn't trip me or pull me down or anything. The truth is I have no idea what happened. One moment we were jogging down the sidewalk, the next I had gone flying. My palms were scraped up and my legs and knees were one big bruise. It was actually pretty spectacular - the first total wipeout I've had in a while. It's beginning to look like owning a dog is hazardous to my health!
Again, falling hurts. I don't recommend it. That's my PSA for the day.
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