A Tumble

One thing that probably always lurks in the back of my mind is the fear of falling while photographing an event.  That and getting hit by an athlete or game equipment.  Well, on Wednesday  night I learned what I would do if I fell with my equipment.  I was trying to navigate my way through a small space between periods of the game to get to a new position I wanted to shoot from.  In doing so I had to squeeze through a tight space while stepping over a couple pipes and a cord.  Not sure exactly what caused me to trip but I did.  One second I am upright, next second I realize I am in trouble and the following second I am on the floor.  The first thing I did – checked out the equipment.  A broken lens hood but that was it.  I was so relieved because it could have been much worse.  I think I instinctively protected all my equipment because after I checked things out I realized my knees were trying to get my attention.  Looking down I realize the left knee of my jeans is split.  Right knee hurts a little and feels like it might be swelling.  Meanwhile the game is starting back up so I am back to photographing to the action and pretty much ignoring my knees.  During the next intermission I noticed that my left knee was bleeding and thanks to the hole in the jeans I can see 2 raspberries taking form.  By the end of the game I realized I was limping and my right knee feels like it will be permanently encased in my jeans.  Driving home I a could feel ever big of pain in both knees.  A lot of my time has been spent icing my knees trying to get the swelling down so I can wear something other than shorts.  Thanks to the fans that checked up on me after the fall at the game.  Luckily for me nothing seriously hurt with my knees.  Lots of embarrassment on my part and upset that I did something so stupid.  Here is hoping for no more tumbles.