Nofallingnofallingnofallingnofalling

My friend Anita says this should be an inner mantra for aging ladies. Yesterday, I forgot to be mindful of toe positioning at the Cherry Creek Mall, and got caught up instead with the shopper's mantra: IwannagohomeIwannagohomeIwannagohome

Worse yet, was carrying a shopping bag with six champagne flutes when I hit the unforgiving floor in front of six thousand other people (many of whom were kind enough to inquire about my well-being post-kneeplant). Now, IgottagobackIgottagobackIgottagoback.