Let’s do an ankle roll
I rolled my ankle during my run today. Once I felt the pain surge through my body, I tried to pretend my shoe had come untied because I didn’t want the people driving by to know I hurt myself. So I pretended to stretch and slowly sat down to tie my already tied shoe.
Holy fuck, it hurts to roll your ankle.
I sat on the dirty sidewalk (outside of a dirty frat — lord only know what’s happened on that sidewalk) and waited until the pain went away.
I was able to finish my run, but by the time I got home my ankle was chunkified.
While I slowly trotted home, I noticed some dude’s underwear on the lawn outside of the girls’ dorms on the KU campus. That got me thinking, “hey! All the students are gone. I can now drink in public in peace!”
So now, my friends, I’m going to go have a pity glass of wine for my poor ankle and enjoy the silence.