First trip to DQ (see what I did there?)
Well...today was one for the books.
This morning started with Murphy's Law in full effect.
Forgot my primary competition gun at home.
Went back to get it.
Discovered the optic battery had died last night after a function check earlier that day.
Attempted to change the battery.
Accidentally moved the zero significantly.
Switched to my backup gun and barely made registration for today's USPSA All Classifier Match.
I figured the bad luck had run its course, and I was gonna run the course aggressively and let the chips fall where the may.
It hadn't.
On the first classifier of the day, while making a transition between shooting positions, my left knee buckled underneath me and I went down hard. Thankfully, my training took over. I maintained control of the firearm, kept my finger off the trigger, and kept the muzzle generally pointed safely downrange. Unfortunately, while on the way down to the ground, the muzzle touched the ground, which under USPSA rules is an automatic disqualification.
So...I officially earned my first trip to Dairy Queen.
As it turned out, I wasn't going to be finishing the match anyway. My knee wouldn't support my weight so I could not get up under my own power, and a trip to urgent care and crutches replaced a day of shooting classifiers.
Not exactly how I drew it up.