I forgot the bar was attached to the doorway, and tried to close the door. The bar came crashing down, with one of the bolts smashing into my head. I was literally knocked down onto my butt, and blacked out for a few seconds. When I "came to" I started to cry because my head hurt so bad. I haven't cried from "pain" since I was about 7... It was a little embarassing.
I couldn't be bothered to nurse my wound. Instead, I ran into the bathroom, grabbed some toilet paper and secured the TP to my head with a headband. I then finished my workout, because that's what P90X'ers do... Tony would be so proud.
Afterwards, BF helped me clean the wound... it was worse than I thought, but not so bad to need stitches, thank goodness. I'm proud to report, there was no permanent damage, just a week long headache and temporarily red hair.
Oh no, you are trooper! So I wanted to say, BF is like Mr. Big from S&TC. We never see him and he only goes by BF.
ReplyDeleteoh no! Those pull up bars have been known to kill!!! LOL I am glad you are ok!
ReplyDeleteHa ha ha! I know, he wishes to remain off the internet. He is weird about photos of people floating around for anyone to do "unmentionable" things with. He's been on the blog before... but I don't have a lot of pics of him because he's usually taking pictures of me. Plus he HATES having his picture taken.
ReplyDeleteI'm going to be putting up a bunch of "US" from the cruise though... then he won't be so mysterious, and people will believe that he isn't make-believe!