Yorkshire Yankee! Finally a kindred spirit on Mudcat! I did the same damned thing, only I thought somebody had kicked me from behind and when I turned to see who the culprit was, I nearly collapsed with pain. Damned dangerous, those Highland flings.

I now have a depression near my ankle, that aches during cold winter months and one leg with a calf muscle almost half the size of the other. It was initially misdiagnosed as a sprain, until the muscles in that leg leg started to atrophy. I had to have some lengthy physiotherapy when it was finally, somewhat properly, attended to.

I haven't done any flings for a very long time.