It's been well over a week since I blogged. And I must admit it was a rough week. Luckily, my Shakespeare mini-play is over, making my shoulders a little lighter. Memorizing Shakespeare is actually quite satisfying though, and since I had a couple interesting characters it was more than entertaining.
But what really made the week agonizing was a good ski crash last saturday.
With fresh snow at the end of last week - and hopefully more and more arriving - I had to fling myself off some rocks and jumps. Well, one of those had been baking in the sun more than I thought. With the mashed-potato-snow, a flat landing, enormous skis, and a back-seat take off, I could do nothing to prevent my face from smashing into my knee. Upon crumbling I knew my nose was gonna bleed, and bleed it did, excessively, all saturday and finally quit completely by tuesday.
Although I didn't get an x-ray, I am fairly sure I broke my nose. It doesn't look real bad, but it is still sore, an odd sore that is centered in your face and makes it absurdly painful to blow your nose. It's feels crazy to notice your nose pop around out of place with the slightest smile or laugh. On the bright side though, my nose may be straighter now. It had an odd zig-zag but now I think it might be more aligned. Weird.
