You know how, when waiting to cross the road, sometimes the traffic stops anyway, because the general flow's impeded further along the road? At which point you can, of course, quickly scurry across through a gap.
Did that this morning, on the way into town, only to have the traffic start moving again just as I did. I don't know whether the lead vehicle's driver was unobservant or just overly aggressive, but I had the unpleasant sensation of thinking, "I'm not going to make this." The van was getting closer to me faster than I was getting closer to being past it. Naturally, I was trying to accelerate too. I'm thankful that the van *did* slow before hitting me. I didn't even get a blast from the horn, which would have been entirely understandable since this was All My Fault.
Anyway, point is, the sudden "must run faster" bit caused a nasty wrench in one of my knees (which have never been great, that being the reason I don't do any fencing styles that involve lunges). Oh good, I thought; that's something *else* broken.
It's still feeling sprained ten hours later, which isn't a good sign, and the kneecap needs clicking back into place more often than usual. Uh-oh. Current Mood: annoyed