Crutches...

...really, really stink.

Had my first ever (and hopefully last) experience with them this past week.

My armpits are so sore!

Why crutches?

Somehow, I managed to bumble sprinting up the stairs in our garage. 

All 4 steps.

And I won't say why I was sprinting. But I had to right then.

Crap. 

The Doc said no broken bones.

Just two sprained and very blue and purple feet. 

Quite amazing colors, really.

BTW-

Did I mention that Grace is the middle name that, unexplainably, my parents forgot to give me?

This is a few days later. Doesn't show how bad it really was, but you get the idea...