I bet you never ran over yourself...

...but if you have, today, I join your ranks...and I live to tell about it.

Keep in mind, I'm fairly clumsy. If there's something to trip on, slide in, or fall over, I'm your girl. It was 5:00 AM - I'd gotten about three hours of sleep. It was dark, I was running late, and I was parked at the top of a hill at my parent's house (dropping Gabby off). I hopped out of the car and it took all of two seconds for me to realize I may or may not have put the car in park and it took me two more seconds to realize my car was rolling down the hill.

It took me another two seconds to decide if I was going to chase it or not. My first thought was Gabby's welfare, my second was, "Oh crap, I'm going to be late to work if something happens." So, I dove for the car. Gabby was in the driver's seat and wouldn't budge one way or the other, so only my right leg made it into the car and I held on to the steering wheel for dear life. I tried to pull the rest of me in but I realized my left leg was stuck on something. The car went about 10-15 feet, dragging me along the side, my left leg getting tangled up under the car. Brakes were out of the question, so I reached to put it in park and did so just in time. The back tire was inches from rolling over my left leg.

The best part is, by the time I get it in park, I'm sitting there half under the car, half in the car. My left leg is at an angle that a leg should never be in, and I've taken out two grills and a patio table. My mom comes running outside and says to me, "What are you doing?? Get up! You're going to hit something!!!" But that was the thing, I couldn't get up! My brain was saying move, but my leg wasn't doing anything. I then thought, "Oh crap, I'm paralyzed!!" I was finally able to push myself up on my good leg and hobbled into the house to take Gabby -- my mom tried to ask what happened, but I was so worried about being late for work. I guess I had an adrenaline rush thing going on because It didn't hit me until I got to work that I couldn't actually walk on my left leg.

Of course I had to tell my co-workers what was wrong with me and I'm sure they got a good laugh behind my back. The girl who is training me used to be an EMT and she started looking me over. She offered to call in an ambulance to have a "real" paramedic look at it, but all I could think about was how I really didn't want some hot fireman looking at my legs that are in desperate need of a shave. I'm kidding, actually all I could think was I've only been at this job a month and I'm sure as hell not going to miss out on my training because of this. So I stayed. And I stayed seated. And tried so hard not to cry or pass out every time I shifted in my seat.

I'm not so worried about the pain I'm sure to be in for a while...I'm actually worried that I tore my knee up really badly more than anything. It buckles when I try to stand on it and pops in and out of joint at the slightest touch. So much for my Olympic career. Speaking of...

Quote of the Day - 8/7/08: "I'm not a huge fan of the Summer Olympics - no curling - but I like watching the women's biking events because by the end of the Olympics, they're all on the same cycle." - Andy Levy on last night's Red Eye w/ Greg Gutfeld - FOX News .com)

That's the best I can do tonight...assuming I can move, I have to go take a hostage negotiation class tomorrow. That should be fun. But keeping with our dreamy LB theme...

Song of the Day: "Go Insane" - Lindsey Buckingham