It’s been a while since I shared an embarrassing story so I have a real doozy for you. I’m also excited to show off my new logo and my drawing skills. I spent several months trying to draw some cool swoopy hair and two Ms to stand for MetaMegan with a Wonder Woman feel to it. My old logo was a drawing I found* on the internet 10 years ago, and I thought it was time to get my own logo before I became a famous blogger and/or author.
So I drew and drew and the drawings were, well… terrible is a strong word. I could just get it to the point where I knew what I wanted but I wasn’t close. I finally sought out a professional! My good friend Cassy made the new awesome logo. (See above – it’s just the head, not the part that I befouled with my pre-school level scribbles.) See Cassy for all your marketing needs.
So – what is this picture about? I needed a drawing to illustrate what happened to me during Body Pump at the gym recently. It was kind of hard to explain otherwise. I’ve told the story a couple times and people just shake their heads.
So I thought my story needed pictures. Or to be less embarrassing, but too late for that! I was gathering all the equipment needed for Body Pump – a step and risers, a mat, weights, etc and I was being careful to bend at the knees because my back had been bothering me. As I carefully bent at the knee to put the risers on the floor, I’m not sure how this happened, but my knee went through one of the risers and remained there as I tried to stand up. Apparently the insides of the risers are made of shards of glass because I got a huge cut on my shin. I thought I was going to barf from the pain, and fortunately, at that moment, I realized I had left my water bottle in the hallway. I casually hobbled out and tried to walk it off, suppressing tears, shame, and obscenities.
It didn’t look that bad, so I went back into class as though nothing had happened.
Everything seemed OK until the tricep dips. I had my legs crossed and when I uncrossed them, I noticed that I had blood all over the back of my leg. (From the wound on the front of my leg.) Again, I casually left the room, this time to dress my wound. (People never leave the room during Body Pump. It’s not done.) I usually cheat at tricep dips so people probably thought I was just really trying to get out of them this time by leaving for five minutes and coming back as if nothing was wrong.
And that’s the story. I did the rest of the workout, put my stuff away and left. I wanted to share the story with someone, but I am not friendly with anyone in the class, and it was kind of a complicated story. How does something like that happen? Has it ever happened to anyone but me? It’s been about 10 days now. I’m not healed yet, but I think eventually I will be.
*found = stole from