Okay, so remember the story of how Broken Wing broke his wing riding his skateboard?
Well, I guess it would be hypocritical of me to tell that story and then not share mine, which I’m embarrassed to say happened for pretty much the same reason: yesterday afternoon I tried to ride a board that was faster than I expected.
Anyway, it’s not much of a story. We took the skateboards out and went riding with some friends, and I was cruising on my longboard and having a pretty good time. One of our friends had a shorter board that wasn’t really suitable for his build, so he was having to work harder to make it go. I offered him the use of my longboard, and then Sean suggested I try his other board, which seemed like a perfectly good idea until I stepped on it and the thing quickly slid out from under me. I tried to break the fall with my left hand and landed on my palm with the full force of my body weight.
Luckily I didn’t break anything, but goddamn, it hurt like a sonofabitch. But you know what? I got back on my board as soon as the pain subsided a little, because you can’t let shit like that stop you. No point in sitting around, crying or sulking or blaming the board or your husband for suggesting you try something new. When you fall down, you got to dust yourself off and get yourself back up.
And anyway, I still had to roll my sorry ass home, because sure as shit wasn’t nobody gonna be carrying me.