Life's lemons

While working outside on the completely innocuous task of watering plants, suddenly - in less time than it takes to type about it, and pretty much simultaneously - I did the following: a) tweaked my ankle, b) fell to the ground, and c) thought, "oh shit."

Yes, I now have a twisted ankle. It's wrapped up in an ace bandage, I've swallowed a probably-unhealthy amount of ibruprofen (the wonder drug), and I'm ticked off because now I can't start my running routine as planned. I'm not sure yet what kind of lemonade I'll be making from these lemons.