Thursday was a great day, I worked, ran at the park, got pizza for the family, and taught Zumba. When I got home I went to the barn to take care of Jimmy (my horse). I was getting a bale of hay off the top of the stack and lost my balance and fell into a huge weedwacker (it is as big as a lawnmower). I am actually pretty lucky because if the machine had not been there I would have hit the cement and cracked my head open. I was also holding a knife to cut the twine and it was still in my hand when I fell. If I had not turned slightly I could have broken my back. All this makes me believe there is someone looking out for me. I am extremely sore but time will heal the wounds. I have bruises all down my right back and hip.
Now I am taking a break from my life to heal. Christy taught my Saturday Zumba class and we will see how I am by Tuesday's class. Of course the running has ceased for a week or so but I will be back out there as soon as I feel better.Usually my roadblocks are good things but this one was bad. I couldn't breathe or stand by the end of the day at school and a took a ride in an ambulance to the hospital. All is good now and I will be fine.
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