Unfortunately the wings weren't real and I crashed 200m before goal... ( someone had drawn a start line there for some reason and it was 2 feet deep...)
Flick flack twist fly turn smash landings later I felt it - F..k my right foot is out :(
Was I crying cause I didn't get to finish my race?
Was I crying cause I should have known better?
Was I crying case of the pain?
Probably all three!
Now I'm crossing my fingers that I'll be able to walk 2morrow and teach the Mojo Yoga training in Varberg!
Wish and beg you lucky star...
- Jo flowing om The IPhone :)