My Frail, Frail Body
I had a conversation with my mom the other day a little while after I broke my elbow snowboarding. She criticized me for doing reckless things like that and that I shouldn't do things like that. I told her that you need to take risks sometimes to get a great reward. In this case it's the adrenaline rush from bombing down a mountain. Or in my case, uh, bunny slope.
Then this weekend I walked down a flight of four stairs in broad daylight. I'm not sure what happened but I totally bit it. For some reason the first thing I thought was "Is my camera OK?" Kind of stupid once I finally saw the total damage on my leg later that day.
So back to my original point. I don't know if I'm getting old and my coordination is getting worse or what but I fear that I need to invest in elbow, shin, and knee pads. What the hell, why not ankle pads at this point. Are these the "extreme" activities in my life now that I need to watch out for? Walking down stairs? Wow.