This is the first (and thankfully last) semester in awhile that I have classes in multiple buildings. Freshman year, I had an EXTREME problem with tripping over my feet. Unluckily, it has returned.
As a former dancer, you would think I would have mastered a bit more grace. WRONG.
I'm not sure how it is that I manage to find every single uneven spot on the sidewalk and get the front of my shoe caught on it. (Considering I have tiny feet, avoiding this should be a walk in the park. Apparently not.) Have you ever seen someone trip over nothing? It looks like they are having an awkward little seizure. Thats me. Awkward seizure girl.
My new fear is the stairs in Mars McLane Gym. They are the steepest stairs I've ever seen. I'm pretty convinced I'm going to slip and fall all the way down (or up) them by December.
Promise you won't laugh.
XOXO
