Hmmm...What's THAT From?

Noticed these lovely cuts on the train yesterday. Can't remember what I ran into, but sorta remember running into SOMETHING...

So, those of you who know me well, know how gd clumsy I am. And have always been. I constantly find cuts and bruises all over my body, generally with only a vague idea of where they came from. Not because (and I know you all are thinking it) I was drunk or anything, but because I was distracted, or tired, or didn't realize I'd hurt myself as badly as I had, or, or, or... The reasons go on and on, but I regularly have 2-3 cuts/bruises on my body and no idea where they came from.

Yesterday is no exception. I vaguely remember bouncing off of something on my walk to work, but couldn't even tell you for sure that that is where it happened. Maybe it happened at home before I left. I just sort of remember being like, "Whoops, missed that turn/took that turn too sharply..." I didn't even realize I was bleeding until I happened to look down at my arm on the train, and thought, "Huh, I wonder when I did THAT?"

Welcome to the world of a klutz... It is a miracle that I have yet to break any bones (knocking on wood right now), especially with how many times I've sprained my stupid ankles (trampolines, volleyball, stairs, stepping off curbs, wearing clogs, tripping on the sidewalk, tripping on nothing...). But hey, I'm pretty sure yoga has helped me be a little bit less clumsy. If nothing else, my balance has improved (dare I hope to have strengthened the muscles around my ankles?), which was always my absolute LEAST favorite part of yoga classes. It was better after TT, it was better in the months following when I started practicing every day, and it's better now. I still struggle (stupid pronated feet and atrophied glute med/min muscles!), but I know that slowly, but surely there is improvement. It matters.

As I go off on a tangent... point is, still a klutz. Doubt that will ever change. Also, my arm hurts...