5 Yrs old again

The last time I remember skinning my knees was when I took a tumble down a hill at friends of the family on Labour Day Weekend when I was about 5. Well, at least that was before yesterday. I skinned both my knees at the gym of all places.

As a result of scheduling and politics my trainer and I ended up having our session at a different gym and we worked out together. During one of the exercises he was dragging me down the length of the gym. I lost my balance on the wooden disc I was crouched on ended up being dragged for about a meter across industrial carpet. After the session I checked my knees to access the damage. I didn't see anything, so I didn't think any damage occurred. Well, that lasted until about 2:30 this morning when I rolled over in bed and my knees made contact with the sheets.

I then got up and reaccessed my knees. If looks like some sick sadistic masochist has taken a cheese grater to my knee caps.

My only hope is that it doesn't take long for my knees to heal. I have a formal event in 2 weeks and my little black dress doesn't cover my knees. Pantyhose are not an option because the shoes are strappy high heel sandals.

There is a bright side to this. At least I didn't put my teeth through my lip like the time I was five. :)Oh yeah, and at the end of the session my trainer commented that he didn't know who was hurting more me or him.