Ice and Endorphins

So, on the way to work this morning I managed to slip on a random patch of ice outside McDonalds (presumably some stinking chavteen decided to pour his drink onto the pavement and make it freeze for a laugh). Both legs went out from under me and I landed on the base of my spine and the back of my head - obviously the two most stupid places to land. Honestly, who designed the human body?! It's almost as though it wasn't built with falling flat on your back in mind...

Now, you would think the worst thing about this would be the pain (considerable), the humiliation (ditto), or even the fact that my already fragile combats ripped a bit more. But no. What is upsetting me most about this? The fact that I won't be able to exercise tonight, and probably not tomorrow either.

What is wrong with me?!? I blame the endorphins.