Rwanda is all hills so after a week or so, you inevitably get tight calves. This morning, when the workday had barely begun, I was caught off guard when one of the cement steps decided to stretch up higher than usual tripping me right in front of our guards. It wasn't me not looking where I was going, I swear. It was the step. Though I tried to hide my beat red face by walking away nonchalantly, the reality was that I had pulled my calf muscle and it HURT like HECK! I spent the rest of the day limping, if not hopping on one foot. Reminder to self - balance focusing on where you want to go with how you're going to get there!
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