Shit Balls

Goddamnit.  I was bound and determined to go for a walk today since I hadn't gotten to walk over the weekend.  Nathan and I went to Kohl's and got him some warmer winter gear since he's been walking with me.  We trekked over to Gray's lake afterward and did a lap, which takes approximately an hour.  I was so bundled up.  I was sweating everywhere except my legs.  I just had jeans on.  Nathan had jeans and long underwear.  About halfway around my legs started to get so cold they hurt, and then they went completely numb.  I had this horrible thought I'd have to have them amputated.  That's how goddamn cold it was.
As a result, I wanted to get back to my car faster, so I was really booking it.  I was out of breath, my side hurt, and I'm sure I was burning shit tons of calories.  I felt good about the quick pace, even with the frigid weather, (10 below wind chill), until I fell.  I hit a patch of ice just after the bridge.  My bad ankle slipped underneath of me and I landed on my right knee.  Nathan was concerned and helped me up, and wanted me to take a minute, but my legs were so cold I was just like "go, go, go!" So I kept trucking it around the lake.
I'm sitting at home now, and my bad ankle has swelled back up, and my knee is about the size of a baseball.  I thought it was just fat for a minute, but it is a lot bigger than the other knee and I can see a bruise starting.  

I hurt this knee in middle school playing softball, so it's extra sensitive to injury.  My cleat caught in the dirt when I was sliding and I kind of launched into the air and came down on it hard.  It was so fucking swollen and I hit it so hard half of my leg turned black from bruising.  There's still a spot on the top of it that has no feeling.  I've been told there's water between the tendons or something, so they can't drain it.
So that's what I landed on.  It hurts and I'm pissed off because I'm going to be limping around for the next couple of days.  I am such a goddamn klutz.  I suppose it's fine since the weather is going to be even colder and I've got no business walking out in that.

I don't know what my deal is lately.  I've been hurting myself on everything.  I got a pretty bad second degree burn on my arm from making lamb chops, and burned my finger a couple days later.  The finger isn't as bad.  The burn on my arm blistered and is now all cracked open and nasty.  I'm sure my back will go next.

My body is a piece of shit.