black and blue

I wasn't really bragging to Deb yesterday, but I was feeling pretty smug that I rarely get sprained ankles. I think, through several seasons of basketball, soccer, and more lately raquetball and skiing, I twisted an ankle less than a dozen times.

What goes around, comes around.

I'm not gonna say that spraining my ankle is karmic payback for feeling so smug. It feels a bit that way, though.

Guess which one is the sprained ankle?

On a tangentially related note, I think these are the first pictures I've even taken of my toes. I've got some ugly feets.

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