...neep.

In case you're wondering, no, I don't think neep is a word. But hey. It sounds nifty.
SoOoOoOo... I've been doing track. As everyone probably knows. And guess what? I HAVE ANOTHER GREAT INJURY STORY FOR YOU!
SOOOOO...
We run laps around the inside of the school to warm up, right? And my knee is supremely messed up. But we all know that story. Impaled it years ago, yada yada. SO. I am running said warm up lap, yes? And everything is oh so very hunky-dory. And yes. I really did just say hunky-dory. DON'T JUDGE ME.
THEN... lo and behold, out of the blue, someone calls my name. I turn my head to try and find out who it is, and then, lo and behold... I run smack dab into a doorway.
And stumble sideways into a trash can.
Jacob Mancell (if he saw, heaven forbid) is never, ever gonna let me live this down.
I'm going to go and... sit in a corner now.