My first battle scar in years:

I had underestimated my opponent, the flight of steps leading to the back gate, and had run and pounced on, and attacked it full force without considering the potential dangers and how ill-equipped I was ( wearing slippers). It got rather painful after a while which left me limping all over the place. Essentially, the blood spilled more on the inside than out. Full of pride, I showed it to my brother who wanted a second look.

I realised thereafter he was more interested in having a closer look at the bump (or should I say hump) that had developed from the injury. What a healthy, nasty-looking bruise.

This brings me to recollect the show I watched on TV about supermodels. I heard they insure their legs for millions of dollars. Heidi Klum's legs had a value of a couple of million each or so. A scar, could easily scrape the value by a few hundred or thousand dollars. Imagine, they'd have to keep their eyes on where they place their feet on. No over enthusiastic jumping/ pouncing/ kicking/ sliding/ whatever possible movements they could do with their legs. What an extremely cautious life they must lead!