Back on Track

It's been a week of minor yet embarrassing injuries for me. I got cuts on my bottom after a rogue launch pushed me off the ramp and into a thorny patch. I got stung by a bee while dressed in a banana costume. And yesterday, I wiped out and sprained my ankle in front of mather.
I was walking with Gabe after lunch when the pavement went out from under me and I tripped on a crack, causing me to fall and twist my ankle. Typical. I just wanted to sit there for a minute because it hurt (I also scraped up my knee and hand) but a pair of random ladies appeared out of nowhere with much unrequested advice. They immediately pulled me to my feet and bossed me around, saying I should call the medical office (is that a thing?), file a campus safety report, and that this happened because I was wearing sissy shoes. I was wearing flip flops, so I was pretty confused all around. Basically they forced me to do the opposite of what I wanted so I was glad when they went away. I eventually headed down to the trainer and it turns out I sprained my ankle. It's supposed to go away on its own over the next week, so I declined to wear the boot.

An explanation for my hiatus

This should explain everything.

Whatever Steph.

Okay, I apologize to all the millions who read my blog for not updating in a fortnight. I apologize especially to Steph, who appears to have no life outside mine. :'(

Several important developments have occurred since the last update, which I will enumerate here:

1. First race. Head of the Riverfront: first place eight, one-two in the fours.
2. I joined a band. We are performing at Rumble in the Jungle on Friday night and I will try to have someone record it and then attempt to post it here.
3. I got a boyfriend.

I think that is it in terms of big important things. Also I finished a ten-page paper in under 24 hours so that is an accomplishment. I have to finish some work before class now but I'll try to post something again later, to entertain rather than to inform.