I mean it would only happen to me. There I am in Waitrose with my heavy basket. Because you only ever mean to pick up 5 things but end up balancing the entire contents of an aisle in your basket dragging along the floor. And something is stuck to the bottom of my boot that I can't scrape off so suddenly having had enough of this I grab my leg to look at what's eating Gilbert Grape. Only my feet are far far away and I am not a gymnast, nor a ballerina, nor are my legs made of foam but you'd think it in the unladylike fashion I did it. And boy did it hurt.
One week later at a regular visit to the chiropractor she gets all concerned because one leg is longer and yes I managed to pull out my right leg. Now I know this it is like I am constantly aware that I am not balanced. Not a balanced individual? Yes definitely talking about Ms Zalewska there :-)
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