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Day 9: Oh, the pain.
Dec. 26th, 2006 04:25 pmThat sled run I mentioned? It has a jump/gap/thing after the wall for a little Air Time before petering out.
My brother had some friends (with their families) up to sled this morning. Eventually the bright idea became trains of people: as many people piled onto a line of tubes as possible. I seem to have beaten myself up pretty well.
Incident 1: Solo run, my first of the day. I've gotten turned sideways by the time I hit the jump, the tube goes out from under me, I dig in a hip then flip over, using nothing but my right shoulder to drag me to a stop. Standing up from that I was really afraid of what permanent damage it might have done, but it seemed fine pretty quick.
Incident 2: I'm the second-to-last person in a train. The person behind me is off the side of the run right at the top, and it just gets worse from there as the train folds in half and I'm hoping we're not headed for the trees. By the time we're past the wall I've curled into the fetal position, not knowing where I'm going or who's coming after me. I only get my bearings when I land full-force on my shoulders, putting a nice dent the shape of my back into the landing of the jump.
Incident 3: I'm second-to-front this time, and as we come around the wall the front flips over sideways. He's still got my feet, so I go over forward onto my face, just in time to go over the jump. I land it full on my chest, then everyone else piles on top of me. I suspect that's the main reason that my lower back is now quite angry with me.
We never did get an incident-free train. There was always at least one person who'd lose a tube going over the jump... or right at the top.
Dinner tonight is Buca's, as if I haven't eaten enough the last two days to last me all week.
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My brother had some friends (with their families) up to sled this morning. Eventually the bright idea became trains of people: as many people piled onto a line of tubes as possible. I seem to have beaten myself up pretty well.
Incident 1: Solo run, my first of the day. I've gotten turned sideways by the time I hit the jump, the tube goes out from under me, I dig in a hip then flip over, using nothing but my right shoulder to drag me to a stop. Standing up from that I was really afraid of what permanent damage it might have done, but it seemed fine pretty quick.
Incident 2: I'm the second-to-last person in a train. The person behind me is off the side of the run right at the top, and it just gets worse from there as the train folds in half and I'm hoping we're not headed for the trees. By the time we're past the wall I've curled into the fetal position, not knowing where I'm going or who's coming after me. I only get my bearings when I land full-force on my shoulders, putting a nice dent the shape of my back into the landing of the jump.
Incident 3: I'm second-to-front this time, and as we come around the wall the front flips over sideways. He's still got my feet, so I go over forward onto my face, just in time to go over the jump. I land it full on my chest, then everyone else piles on top of me. I suspect that's the main reason that my lower back is now quite angry with me.
We never did get an incident-free train. There was always at least one person who'd lose a tube going over the jump... or right at the top.
Dinner tonight is Buca's, as if I haven't eaten enough the last two days to last me all week.
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