about the toe...

alright, so I got asked about the toe… yes, I broke my toe on R&R. my pinky toe, to be specific. enough to make me uncomfortable, and screw up my cardio for 4 weeks or so, but not enough to make me quit working. and no, I don’t even have a cool story to go with it…you see, almost all my injuries are born of either a.) clumsiness on my part or b.) poor judgment on my part. (“poor judgment” sounds better than “stupidity”) in this case, it would be clumsiness. I was walking, barefoot, through my friends’ kitchen and caught just my pinky toe on the corner of the island of cabinets. I was slightly distracted, as I was waiting for the beep on someone’s voicemail. I can’t remember for the life of me who I was calling, but there I was, phone pressed to my ear… and *thwack* broke my toe. following the split second it took for my brain to register the pain in my foot, the tone for the voicemail of course sounded. imagine the sound made by the simultaneous sharp slow gasp of breath, and the sound of a person groaning in pain. did it sound kind of like a poorly maintained oboe being played by someone inhaling? …cuz it should’ve. this is the sound someone got at the beginning of their message…now, of course I couldn’t just hang up. caller id would’ve given me away, and they would’ve returned my call just to tell me I need to work on my prank calls and heavy breathing. no, of course I felt the need to try and compose myself and leave a message… not real sure how that went, but I’m guessing not well. so the lesson learned is: no… I, in fact, cannot walk and talk at the same time. the proof is out there.