The (most significant) times I fell (not tripped, but actually fall where at least the result is where I am sprawled on the ground) in Pittsburgh

1. A month ago. In my house. I fell down the stairs, trying to get to the car waiting for me outside. In the dark. Result: broke my shoe.
2. 2 months ago. in Seven Springs ski resort. During my first run, I thought I would take my final turn on the (bunny) slope a little faster. I promptly lost my balance and fell flat on my face. It was the only fall I had that day. Result: factured hand, some superficial cuts and end of skiing of that day
3. August 2005 On East Carson in the Southside. The sidewalk was not well-paved. I tripped on some broken concrete and fell flat on my face. Result: several bleeding cuts and a scratched up brand-new Canon Powershot digicam
4. December 2004 Along the way to the waterfront. I was jogging and decided to catch the bus rather than run the extra 2 miles where I was going. I tripped going up the stairs of the bus. The driver asked, \”Are you ok?\” I lifted up my head to answer and hit my head on the bar, going down again. Result: embarrassment and a slightly twisted ankle, leading to limping for about a few days
5. mid fall 2004 In my basement. The floor is not entirely flat and I lost my balance, throwing my laundry all over the place. I remember making a smack as I hit the concrete floor. Result: approximately a few hours of limping and another clothes cleaning
6. early fall 2004 Coming out of the old student center at CMU. There is an unexpected stair exiting the stairway from the OSC. I was rushing to a meeting and lost my balance. One person saw me fall, but basically watched me groan and try to get up. Result: twisted ankle ending up in limping for about a month

As why I am posting this around 4 am, the answer is: insomnia. And isn\’t it interesting to chronicle my many misadventures in balance?