I'd Give It a 9.5

At first glance one might say yesterday was a not-so-good day.  But reflecting on it, I see that yesterday was a so-good-near-to-marvelous day.  I started out being sick.  But by the end of the day I was all better.  So that was the first 180 I did.
Then, in the evening, leaving our church's upstairs auditorium, I fell down the stairs.  It was a well executed fall really - almost a head over teakettle fall.  I think it would have scored a 9.5 in the Women Over 60 Division of the Curved Stairs to Landing Double Free Fall.  I skipped over two steps heading downstairs to the first stairway landing, where I bounced off the wall, missing the window.  Once there, I performed a half-pirouette, a beautiful 180, before my headlong, backwards decent to the next set of steps above the second stairway landing.  I think I aced the dismount with feet pointed to the ceiling, legs balanced on the stairs above me.  My graceful dismount included a spontaneous flourish as I swung my legs a full 90 degrees down from the stairs to be level with my upper body resting on the lower stairway landing.  I discretely pulled my skirt back down from my face and held the dismount for the required 5 seconds. I may have lingered on the dismount a few more seconds, or maybe it was minutes, while I took inventory of my performance.
You might say, that would certainly qualify as a contender for "The Not So Good Day Springtime Awards of 2013".  But I was not broken, and today I'm merely a bit stiff with a sore right hand, arm and shoulder.  There are, thus far, no marks other than a skinned knuckle where I hit the wall on the first landing.  No one can see my bruised pride.  My iPad, iPhone and camera were not broken.
But best of all... the judges were all women.
You may have been able to detect my bruised pride if there had been any men present.