sallyseersucker

I didn't go to work today.

I can run marathons, conduct 200 gallon chemical reactions, and cook amazing dishes, but apparently, getting into a car is too difficult of a feat for me.

Lets just say that I underestimated my height and may or may not have given myself a minor concussion.

The funny thing about concussions is that the pain is not instant. I banged my head on Friday evening, forgot about it, and went on a 14 mile run Saturday morning. Even before my run started, a friend of mine noted that I was "not entirely there." Then, around mile 7, I realized that I was having a really bad run. I felt dehydrated, fuzzy, and uncomfortable. I listened to my body, cut my run to 9 miles, and drove home.

I fell asleep for about 2 hours and woke up with a very sore head. That's when I noticed to big bump as well.

So, here I am 3 days later and still a little sore. I haven't been to the doctor yet and am not entirely convinced that I have to go since I am feeling better and not acting spacey anymore. Plus, I'll be really sad if I have to take my nape piercing out to get a CAT scan. i don't know how those work.

Yes, I'm clumsy and dorky and dumb things happen to me.