It had been two days since I was able to get outside and run, and even though it was raining and windy, I didn't care. I needed some time out of doors! Everyone who saw me leaving the MTC was like, "Are you CRAZY?" Apparently I am. I shockingly had made it most of the way and I was almost home when the path turns to dirt and is next to a wall of vines. As I was trying to miss the mud and puddles, my foot got caught in one of the vines and I went down...hard. All the way to my face! I knew I had mud all over my cheek, gloves, pants, you name it! I was a soaking, muddy mess. I forced myself to run on home and I tried to sneak in without anyone noticing me. I undressed in front of the washing machine and noticed I had blood on my pants from my knees. So I washed that out and headed in for the shower when I saw I had blood on my shirt as well. I didn't even know I had hurt my chin. What a loser. If only I could have a video of that fall we could all have a good laugh! I was running very close to the road, people had to have seen me.
Jon came home from the gym and tried to fix me up. Then he lovingly called me a dumb a--! Only one of my missionaries said, "Sister Bunker is your chin OK?"
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