Ankle Shanked

This past weekend was GP San Jose.  The GP was held in... well a tent.  A really long tent.  While many bemoaned this, I didn't think it was so bad.  I planned on volunteering for all the back-and-forth jobs so I could get lots of walking in.  This plan worked fairly well for Friday, however things took a turn on Saturday.  I was all set to Deck Check players at the tables farthest away.  Lots of walking! I had a plan!  This plan was utterly squashed when, in the pre-tournament set-up, I got cracked in the ankle by a cart full of tables.  I was supposed to be clearing a path for said tables, but didn't know where they were going.  I stopped to ask.  The cart did not.  So my ankle's pretty beaten up.  I spent the rest of the weekend doing sit-down jobs like registration and scorekeeping (which is actually kind of awesome, because I've been trying to break into scorekeeping).  But my mobility's likely to be hampered for the next week or so, it's Wednesday and the swelling is down from "softball" to "negligible". Ugh.

211 days.