Finished a milestone workout Sunday morning. I made it a record 6.5 miles. I headed for the locker room to shower and go to Panera for a bagel and coffe with Lori and our friend Dixie. When I finished showering I grabbed my towel on the hook just outside the stall and started to dry my face. As I rubbed the towel across my eye lids I realized that I'd used too much force and I could feel my contact come out and it was on my eyelashes. I quickly wrapped the towel around my waist and headed for the mirror above the sink across the room.
As I was on my way I was trying to dislodge the contact from my lid and lashes but wasn't having much luck. When I made to the sink I put my face as close to the mirror as I could to see where the contact was lodge in my eye. During my attempts to get it off my eye it fell to the counter top. Of course I couldn't see it. I'm searching around the counter top and finally find it. With no solution to clean it the only option I had was to run it under some cold water and put it back on my eye. As I'm putting it back on my eye, my towel comes loose and falls to the floor. The contact is still not in my eye and my towel is on the floor. Choices...choices!
I pryed my eye open and stuck the contact on as quick as I could and immediately dove to the floor to get the towel. Quickly, I wrapped it around my waist and walked back over to my locker as if nothing ever happened.
Note to self, only pat dry face when contacts are in or pay the price!
As I was on my way I was trying to dislodge the contact from my lid and lashes but wasn't having much luck. When I made to the sink I put my face as close to the mirror as I could to see where the contact was lodge in my eye. During my attempts to get it off my eye it fell to the counter top. Of course I couldn't see it. I'm searching around the counter top and finally find it. With no solution to clean it the only option I had was to run it under some cold water and put it back on my eye. As I'm putting it back on my eye, my towel comes loose and falls to the floor. The contact is still not in my eye and my towel is on the floor. Choices...choices!
I pryed my eye open and stuck the contact on as quick as I could and immediately dove to the floor to get the towel. Quickly, I wrapped it around my waist and walked back over to my locker as if nothing ever happened.
Note to self, only pat dry face when contacts are in or pay the price!
2 comments:
boy would i have liked to been a fly on the wall to see that! Oh wait, i'm your wife...i see you do stuff like that all the time, hee hee. love ya
my eyes my eyes.....ahhhhhhhh only you Mr. Casto.....lol
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