In line with my "live life with passion" mantra, I played Ultimate Frisbee last night. And perhaps I had a little too much passion.

After an unglamorous fall to my ass, catching myself snow-boarding-wipe-out-style on the heels of my hands, I was possibly a little dazed to realize how much I'd actually hurt myself.

So now I sit typing awkwardly with my ultra-sexy wrist splint.
I'm off for x-rays tomorrow morning. I hope it wasn't my last Ultimate game, cause it was super fun! (If, by fun, I mean exhausting to the extreme for someone who hasn't exercised in about a xillion years.) Aside from the outstanding exercise, I met some great people!