Play Tennis with a Prosthetic LegLOL, had to laugh at myself for taking a bit of a step back as I stepped out of the shower last night (after an invigorating and simultaneously exhausting katabox class) only to be confronted with a severed human leg propped up against the little counter island they have sitting in the middle of the showers.

Thankfully I was too tired to spring backwards and take on a defensive stance while screaming my lungs out, because it took quite a few seconds for my tired mind to register that normal human legs don’t usually sport some kind of internally-stitched sock at the top of the knee for those cold chilly days.

Yes, a damn flesh-coloured prosthetic leg had in fact managed to scare the crap out of me.

Thankfully though, despite starting my evening off on the wrong foot, the rest of the night went quite well thanks.

(I swear I thought the above line was funny at the time of writing it, promise. Please don’t hate me, I’m only trying to amuse and entertain.)