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Dec. 23rd, 2009 @ 11:08 pm What?
It's been so cold around here lately that the last bit of snow the city left on the ground (someone really needs to look into the feasibility of heated streets!) has gotten compacted by the traffic and basically turned to ice.

I've re-discovered why it's not a good idea to wear Dr. Marten's in the winter. Turns out their bouncy sole becomes a useless hunk of might as well be glass when things get a wee bit chilly. I managed to have a complete wipe out yesterday. Not only did I land flat out on my back, but it was one of the spectacular, comic-inspiring ones where you manage to see your feet fly up in front of you before you become re-acquainted with the ground. It's really a good thing I'm fluffy, or I'm sure I'd have broken a hip. Never been so glad to have built in impact absorbing panels before.

Once I finished flying around I had to take a moment to assess, well, the sky. I lay in the street long enough that my inventory of body parts was interrupted by Chet's snout in my line of vision. You know it's bad when a husky's concerned about what you're doing. So far, a day later, I've got some tender ribs and one sore, sore hip. And a pair of traction aids installed on the boots. Don't care to repeat that action until I'm on either a ski hill or a rink.
Who does she think she is?
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