Do you know those moments when it just seems like karma is out to get you, and even though you don't believe in karma you can suddenly remember every bad thing that might've put you in this situation?
It's difficult for me to accept that if I'd just stayed my ass in the hotel, I probably would've avoided the disaster ball heading my way, but I've never made particularly prudent decisions.
My dilemma came in the form of a hood over my head and zip ties around my wrist and ankles. Unbelievable.
So there I was, getting ready to head back because no way in hell was I going to shower in the gym, no matter how nice it was. I had a thing about germs while I'm in a vulnerable state. Call it paranoia or misplaced privilege, but I wasn't going to risk it.