It was the fault of the damn superbowl. I had to leave the sidewalk and go into the street because somebody must have been having a superbowl party and all the cars were parked on the sidewalk…hey, we’re Alaskans. We don’t care if it’s the sidewalk. We’ll park wherever the hell we feel like it! I had the spiked thingies on my shoes and I guess I get overly confident in their gripping ability. Bummer. Had I been doing the Eskimo walk, this would have never happened. And now my hip and arm and butt are as sore as hell from falling and my dogs are still laughing over how stupid I looked. Sigh……