Maybe the title for this blog should be "Invalid! Doh!" but I thought the true meat of the story was my timing ... 20 hours before I leave for the airport. This morning I woke up tired, and I stayed that way through the first 20 minutes of my morning workout with Pam. She was pretty tired, too, so we were going pretty slowly, impressed that we were moving at all. The problem started when I decided to kick it up a notch, to get my blood pumping. The next obstacle on the obstacle course was a plank of wood ala a balance beam that one must leap over repeatedly. Cue Leap Number 1 ... Cue Landing Number 1 ... Cue Ominous Crack as ankle buckles underneath performer. Sound Cue "Doh!"
Whoops. Now I am lying in bed, swollen ankle wrapped and iced, pondering tomorrow. Tomorrow morning I embark on the long journey to the USA. To add insult to injury...well, to add pain to pain ... my wheeled suitcase is broken. So tomorrow I'm toting around a large duffel which will be stuffed into the new wheeled suitcase I will buy in the States. It's the toting that's got me worried. However, I work for one of the best families in the world (and I've traveled a bit, so I would know) and Pam is going to give my invalid butt a ride to the airport. Otherwise I would have had to navigate a train and then a shuttle to arrive at the airport. I really don't think I could have managed it. If I had a wheeled suitcase, I would at least have a rudimentary crutch. Oh! I wonder if I can get someone to wheelchair me around in the airport!
In good news, because my smashing, intelligent, fabulous cousin Ria got me a buddy pass for the flight, there's a chance I'll fly business (knock on wood). So even with a bum ankle, I might have a comfortable journey. And we just found out this morning that Dany's band passed the Gauditions for the band competition. His is one of only 16 bands/performers that passed out of almost 80 hopefuls. Go Sfigher!
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