Monday, July 16, 2012

the misfortunes of gigi dee

would you like to see me wearing glamorous new footwear?  you would?  great because if my havianas weren't enough intrigue for you, i will now be sporting some white rigging tape for the next six to eight weeks following my foot's journey through the mainsheet traveler during a very liberal jibe.  it was one of those instances when you do not see it happen, rather feel it.  and then for a split second wonder if you still have a toe left.  (my life passed before my eyes)  and the remaining split second is spent not wanting to look and see whether or not you still have a toe left.

once i realized all digits were present and accounted for,  the adrenaline rush kicked in as i dislodged my foot from the deck hardware and retreated below to survey the damage.  i iced it for 15 minutes, threw back a few painkillers, taped it up and then kept racing.  i know something is broken by that familiar burning/stinging sensation that won't go away and only gets worse....  the ice helped though.

i'm sure i'll be fine enough to run tomorrow.  it's only a little toe.  it's not like i even need those.  i've considered just having them removed.  they're always in the way and i keep banging them into things.  what's the point anymore....

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