Had I not already run earlier today I would not be getting my miles in at all. The FedEx delivery person came to the front door, pounding very loudly and yelling “is anyone home” (you see, we don’t have a doorbell). I was scared half to death, jumped up from my desk to run down the stairs and was not quite as swift as a bunny rabbit. I caught the last three toes on my right foot on a window fan which was poorly situated on the floor near my desk, tearing some of the flesh in the process. It is hot right now and mostly numb (thank goodness) but it will be badly bruised within the hour. Being a clutz really sucks.
And, yes, I have moved the fan from that spot to somewhere a bit safer.