So Justin and I bought rollerblades today.
And about two feet from the house I almost flipped my feet up over my head. Instead, I landed on my back from mid air and killed my butt and lower back. Like I trooper, I got back up and did well for another ten minutes. Then, in front of our neighbor I did it freakin' again!!! Except this time I landed on my side and bloodied up my thigh.
So, I hope I make it to work tomorrow, because the soreness is starting to set in, and that isn't a good thing.
In conclusion, don't assume that because you were a badass on rollerblades at ten you still are at 24. Because, you aren't.
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