Wish my long-term injuries were inflicted in a more "manly" way.
Now, the ideal account is that I was using my MAD HAX000RRR K3ND0 SK1LLZZZZ!!!!!!!!!1111111! to save civilization from a group of 100 thugs and ruffians at which point I used my legs to block a phone pole someone swung at me. And I then beat the bloody crap out of them with my ankles broken.
Now for the reality: let's see, my left ankle sprain. Happenned three years ago, ankle naturally significantly weaker even today. Had just started kendo, had only been doing it for maybe a month. Sat in seiza incorrectly (too much weight on the left hand-side). Sprained that bastard so badly that I am in constant danger of rolling my foot. Exciting, eh?
My right ankle; again during kendo. I think I was, uh, "moving backwards strategically" at a moderate speed and tripped myself on my own hakama!
And I have developed some weird form of plantar fascitis on that foot, to boot. (sp?)