This is what you get when you're trying to do 100 things at once - you miss the last step and inelegantly face-plant at the bottom of the stairs. The dregs of the hot chocolate you're carrying splatter all over your face and you twist your right ankle to buggery.
Thank god for the Animator who cleaned me up, did an emergency dash to the pharmacy to get some crutches, made ice and expertly wrapped my swollen ankle in bandages.
Apologies for the fat, ugly toes in the first photo but everything south of my shin bone has swollen like a balloon. Am hoping against hope that it heals pretty quickly as I have a full week coming up and don't have the time or energy to be faffing around with crutches.
The sliver lining in this whole mess? I've now got a legitimate excuse not to go for a run this weekend.