This.actually.happened.

I have to share this...

So last night I got a pedicure and a manicure.  I know, best part of my day.  I had already had an extremely long workout yesterday morning.  It was probably my hardest one to date (in more ways then one)... I'll share that in a later blog... But being up at 4am and getting out of the nail shop at 8pm had already made for a long day.

Anyways, I digress, I got my nails done and my manicurist took me to the chairs for drying.  She has 4 post metal leg chairs, kind of like a bar stool with a high back.  You ready for this.

I...

.... I still can't say it.

I.  Broke.  The.  Chair.

Yes.  That happened.  I sat in the chair and felt the legs go from a straight line to a slight 45° angle from the floor.  Yes.  I felt the chair slide with my butt and bend to the side.  I bent it.  All of a sudden I hear, "Courtney, no!".  Poor girl was scared I was going to fall out the chair.  I get up because I can feel it not feeling right and .... I see the damage.

Talk about a shot to your pride.  Now those that have met me know, I'm not huge.  I'm far from breaking chair material.  But geez.  I told my 18 year old cousin.  His response, "Damn chair must have been defective".  I love him.

But yes, I broke the chair.  And I broke a part of my pride.  So RIP cheap chair.  R.I.P.