ouch.

smashed both my index fingers in the attempt to play catch with american football.. and i didn't know how to catch the damn ball.

i did learn how to throw it though.

"maybe you should stick to tennis, it's a safe sport" observes the ex-boyfriend, who has been witness to basketball, football and my general clumsy experiences and has had first-hand glances at all my purple bruises.

i grumble about my limitations and he placates me by saying how i played rather well (enthusiasm i suppose, makes up for some things????)

i think he just doesn't know what to do or say with all my bruises really.