Sun shining, breeze blowing.
And I’m mad because it is finally (FINALLY) warm enough to wear skirts without tights and herald in spring in cute light clothing…
But I have a stupid giant skinned knee complete with huge purple bruise and I don’t want to show the world my ugly banged up leg. So – pants. Or tights.
Skinned knee is the result of a fall while running last weekend. Walked home with blood dripping down my leg and got more than a few freaked out looks until a nice couple offered to give me a ride home.
Joys of running!