Five stiches and a splint to keep me from moving the stitches too much. My knife slipped while poking a hole for a straw in a chocolate milk bottle for orclette.
My thoughts on the Plyometric Cardio Circuit? My floor has never looked so appealing. And I never thought I'd be one of the "yellers." In exercise lingo (not another lingo!:) that means you yell when things get hard. Oh bother. Another pun. Anyway, Shaun T's Basketball Drills had me yelling. And grunting as good as those humongo body builders do. And as good as Tim the Tool Man Taylor:) Damm's thoughts were that he didn't push as hard as he could've BUT this time he was standing at the end of the workout. And as soon as he actually sat down he couldn't get back up:) We aren't going to change what we eat yet. We were already ingesting good-for-you foods. According to the caloric needs calculater Damm should be eating around 3,000 calories working out 6 days a week and I should be at 2,400. I'm already at 2,000-2,200 because I'm still the main food source of the Little Man. Not sure where Damm falls on the calorie count. Anyway, not upping ou...
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When I finally rolled a 6 and leaped into the middle to take my turn at the block of chocolate, I'd already decided brute strength was the order of the day. Reversing my grip on the knife I stabbed it down into the block and shattered it into multiple pieces. I managed to scoop up one piece with the fork and got it into my mouth, then someone else rolled a 6 and replaced me and I returned to the outer circle, but with a mouthful of chocolate. Mission accomplished!
As the adrenaline of my moment in the middle subsided I realized my right hand was throbbing, and when I looked at it I saw a cut running across the width of my palm. Although the knife had no serrations, with the blade of the knife being wider than the hilt there was a sharp corner of pointed steel where the two met. As I'd driven the knife into the block of chocolate my hand had slipped downward off the hilt and onto the blade, passing over this 90-degree, sharp corner of steel, opening up a lengthy and painful but fortunately not too deep cut the width of my palm.
I got a bandaid for my booboo, but you look like you got yourself a good deal better than I did.
Was this one of those small bottles of chocolate milk like you get in McDonalds, with the foil cap? I use a pen to poke a hole in the foil. It makes a perfect straw-sized hole and helps to reduce spills, both chocolate milk and blood ;)