I tweak my ankle four times a year. Usually this happens when I step to lower altitudes. It never happens when I run. It never happens when I'm playing a sport that involves changing directions. Most of the time, I can walk the pain off within a few steps. Tonight's episode featured me exclaiming "Fuck, Me!" after an awkward curb dismount. Through my headphones I heard a woman say something to her friend that sounded like: "Oh, I thought he was talking to us."