Off the wagon & stuck on the shoulder...

Like the Dodo bird in the Lion Kings sings "count me out!"  Not only did I fall off the wagon last week, yesterday I managed to walk into the mens restroom at Smiths, roll down a hill into another car, and the real topper-slip on water on the kitchen floor and severely sprain my ankle.  Had I not already broken it 10 years ago, I would have last night.  Luckily because the bone on my ankle was already un-attached, all I did was tear it out of it's scar tissue.  I get to wear a lovely lace up ankle brace for the next 3-6 weeks & totally rest it for 3-5 days.  There goes my long workout day on Saturday. UGH!