I have seriously been beating myself up lately. Before Christmas I pulled my gluteus medius and it continues to be too tight.

Then there was the trip to Wharariki.

(Unfortunately you can’t rotate videos on Flickr.)

That sillyness resulted in a gouged left knee and a wicked scab.

Two days before I was due to move out of my Wellington house I sprained my little toe by wrenching it on a doorway. Walking was painful for a few days after that, making moving my stuff down the stairs rather unpleasant.

One hour before my going away drinks I was on the top step of a speeding bus that stopped suddenly. At the time I was just getting up to get off the bus and wasn’t holding on. I flew. And slammed to the ground, scraping my shin on the step on the way down.

The right side of my body is still stiff and sore a week later. I have two bruised knees, contusions on my right knee and elbow, a bruised elbow, a gruesome yellow rectangular bruise on my shin, sore neck and shoulder and a pulled tricep. Getting dressed, sleeping, walking down stairs and moving my right arm above a certain height are all painful.

Sigh.

Thankfully I had lovely friends (Jaimie, Justin, Nic and Erena in particular) that helped me with getting better and getting out of the country.

So currently I’m frequently cranky with my inability to move as normal at the moment. Forgetting results in yelps when I push my arm too far. I’ll go to a physio next week and try to get back to normal.