I walked the girls when I came in last night from work.
It was my usual deal; our “quiet time”, if you will, that we walk through the neighborhood and smell the flowers.
Kasia saw a dog up the street and wanted to hurry and catch up.Unfortunately, it corresponded with a slight rise in the concrete, which ended up with me falling on my right knee and side. Ouch! I ended up being in bed at 7 last night, with a frozen water bottle on my side and an icepack on my knee. Needless to say, I am walking like Walter Brennan**showing my age** in The Real McCoys. It never ceases to amaze me but you would think that you would have some bounce off of concrete, when you have a cushion, of sorts, around you.