So my head made a very firm, loud connection with the floor yesterday...and it was worth the pain I've endured since!
Yesterday was Maryland Day on the University of Maryland campus. The University opens the doors to the public who can enjoy 400+ free events. I work for the performing arts center and had a ton of great things going on. I took advantage of a masterclass with a group called 500 Clown. This group from Chicago is about physical, risk-taking theatre.
We played a whole bunch of theatre games. And it was a ton of fun. During one game we had to keep ourselves aware of what was happening and either tap a person on a shoulder, or call out someone's name. If you messed up, you had to die...a glorious stage death. Well, I messed up and I was totally, fully committed to dying...and I darn near did. I guess I felt like I was dying by a gunshot, so I leapt backwards and landed on my skull....it's possible I may have blacked out for a moment. Took me a few minutes to get back up to my feet, but once up, I gave myself a moment to balance and then got right back into the play.
But dang do I hurt...I've loaded up on advil to dull the pain...and the muscles hurt from all the physical play we did the rest of the day...at one point the guy in the plaid kilt in the photo jumped on my back while I was running around the room...it was all wonderful fun...but my day of rest needs to be extended by a bit!