I went snow boarding yesterday with the school. Maggie is turning into quite the fine skier. I’m only a fair snow boarder. I attempted to follow her down one run. She chose to go through the terrain park. I had a heck of a time avoiding both terrain and people employing the terrain.
My one epic fail occurred as I was attempting to avoid another snow boarder. I caught my downslope heel edge and flipped back, landing rather violently on my backside. I hit with such force that it rattled me clear to my brain pan. I lay there a few minutes taking stock of all my parts.
Pain is a good thing. It means you haven’t broken your spine.
All my toes wiggled. That’s also a good sign. I couldn’t very well wiggle my feet as they were strapped to my snowboard. Looking around I saw my glasses lying about ten feet away. I stretched out my hand toward them, but unfortunately the rattling of my brain around in my skull didn’t grant me “Force” powers as I’d hoped. I had to retrieve them the hard way. So, flipping over and belly crawled (ever tried to crawl with a five foot board strapped to your feet?) over the side of the run where my glasses lay.
Eventually I got back up and continued my way down the mountain.
I had several other more successful runs, pushing myself a bit further in speed and difficulty each time. Over all, a good time was had by all.