Well, today wasn't all that bad, I guess. While my mom and Adam went to the library, my sister and I were dropped off at the local skate-park, just like I'd wanted. It seems like an interesting place to be around. Loads of guys practicing their skills there. And they are reeeeally good! I feel like I'll never get to their level. Needless to say, Annette and I were about the only girls there... we were definitely the only ones with Ripsticks instead of skateboards.
So imagine this. This 13 year old kid sees that we're beginners and shows us how he can easily go down a 3-something foot ramp. Just my guesstimation. So then, I follow his lead and go down, but I had to have done something wrong, because next thing I know, I'm on my butt and in paaaaaain! I don't know what happened. I think I leaned backward instead of forward, something technical. I must have been scared.
Now don't get excited. I didn't break anything. (Thank god!) The worst I endured was red hands and an aching posterior region. ^,^ (I can't help smiling. That sounds funny, even though it didn't feel funny at the time.) After several minutes of sitting down, I was up and ready to go again. My fall didn't affect my "ripping" skills in the slightest.
But the damage had been done. I am now traumatized by that cursed ramp. I cannot look down that ramp without thinking about me falling on my butt again. I mastered the much less steep ramps fine, to my great pleasure, but I didn't have the nerve to conquer my fear. No matter how many times Annette showed me how easy it was for her. (After my fall, she quickly learned mastered the technique required for such a stunt. Lucky.) Every time I'd decide to give it another try, I'd look down and I'd feel a tingling in my rear end, reminding me of what could happen if I wasn't careful. It's funny. My butt made my decision for me instead of my brain.
You get the idea. But I promise you: the next time I get to that skate-park, that ramp is going down! My butt will undoubtedly be healed by then.
This was a good story for me to tell. To me, anyway. It was fun to tell, and I'm able to laugh and joke about it afterwards. How about that? On another subject... I'm reading Eclipse! It came for me in the library, at long last! I'm so happy. I'm already on chapter 4. The story's awesome. I don't care what anyone else says about the Twilight Saga. I love it. I can't wait to see what happens next. In fact, maybe I'll read some more right now! Bye!
3 comments:
Ouch, sorry about the fall. It can't have been as bad as my brothers' bike accident. They were heading down a really steep hill when 7 year old brother. It was a mess. Don't worry, you'll get better at "ripping."
hehe, I laughed ^.^ sorry you fell! but you made it sound funny ^.^
Falling down is probably the reason I can't skateboard/ripstick. I'm so afraid I'll fall and get hurt I get tense and can't do it right. With me, it's not the pain that bugs me, it's the anticipation of the pain. So I just avoid it.
Rock on, Bettina.
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