Beautiful evening at Buschs, amazing morning on the beach for Intro to Yoga, and then one awesome wave in Strathmere before it happened... I waited it out in the ocean for about 30minutes, but the pain was becoming more and more intense. I hobbled back to the car, drove home hysterically crying (and using my left foot), crawled through the door and yelled for my momma. I don't care how old you are- when you are sick or injured, you want your mother (or atleast I do). She threw me in the truck and now here we are at Burdeath. Oh, excuse me...Burdette Hospital. Shoot me.
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