Fall From Grace...NOT

How do you take a great workout and turn it into a call for 911. Well, that is how I felt yesterday...I feel like a complete idiot if you will.

I am in really good condition. I do many different type of exercises. Yesterday in class we set up the boards to do some jumping squat type of thing. It is great. You jump up on your board and repeat for a series of reps. Usually no big deal...I actually am really good at it until my mishap.

Here I am jumping onto my board and if I were in slow motion or something. I miss my step, kick the board off the risers, fall into the guy in front of me (yes he caught me), I walk out of the work out room because I am a bit embarrassed, but also my foot is starting to hurt.

I walk out and within 30 seconds I've got the entire class in the hall. First, one girl tells me to sit and the next thing you know I've got a ball under my foot (they want me to elevate), they take off my shoe, the instructor comes running out with a first aid kit. She was looking for an ice pack.

No luck, so a couple of girls run to the desk to get an ice pack because apparently they are medical doctors and I broke my foot. They are seriously shouting "It's swelling!" Do you have your cell phone? We need to call someone because you can't drive home.

During this madness, I am trying to convince this team of medical professionals that I am fine and that it is sore and I will be fine. I just need to walk it off. NO! You can't...it could be broken. I think we need to have someone walk you to your car. Thank goodness it isn't your driving foot. They are telling me that I should go get it x-rayed. I am thinking if it was broken it would hurt very badly and it would of been black and blue and swollen.

I convince them that I can walk...because one of the guys in the class said he would carry me out. OMG!! I am thinking at this point. People I AM FINE!! Just sore and feeling mighty dumb.

At least I got my hour in, I missed the toning portion because I couldn't of stayed if I wanted too, they were rushing me out of there as quick as possible.

I get home and hubby is wondering why I am home early...he gets a good laugh out of it. I tell my sisters about this because I tell them I hope I don't run into anyone while we are out to lunch and shopping. And wouldn't you know it...I did run into someone from class.

I tell her that is was blown WAY out of proportion and I am fine. It is just a little sore. She is actually one of my friends so she understood about how these nut jobs went way overboard and made it like an ER seen or something. She told me some of the comments were "Looks like her 5K season is done for." WTF? I have a season now? I am some sort of pro runner? Seriously people.

Today, my sister tells me that she ran into someone from my workout class at church and she is telling her how concerned everyone was and wondering how I am...blah blah. She tells her that I am fine and am so embarassed and that everyone turned it into a huge deal. The girl says it was a huge deal and that any one of us could of fell because it is such a crazy exercise and when the class is that packed, it gets nuts.

I am going back to this class Monday night. I am feeling funny about what everyone might ask. I am not in the mood to answer questions or have people be medical experts. I am just fine. In fact, I worked out today. Yes, my foot may a little sore in the spot where I biffed it, but it will be fine.