Slice of Life Day 8: Rain

Rain is horrible. Why must we go to gym when it's raining!?!? We trek both ways in the mud, soiling and staining our pants and shoes. Our hair gets wet and messed up, and our clothes gets soaked, leaving us to sit cold and wet in Latin class. We try to navigate over or around puddles, but to no avail. The water seeps through the thin fabric of our shoes and in to our socks, leaving our feet wet. When we finally get inside, we feel disgusting as the water evaporates from our bodies.

Today, once I got into the Brookdale gym building, I wiped my feet on the throw rug. I could see dozens of wet footprints spanning the entire tile floor. I turned left to go down the wet stairs, but only made it about five steps before slipping down the rest of the flight. I know, I'm soooo coordinated, right? (Thanks for laughing, Erica...) Well, I landed in a sitting position, and it still hurts. :(

Lesson learned: Stairs have handrails for a reason.