Thanks guys, and I've never hurt myself skiing...
I have less than fifty percent stability in both my legs. When I was in kindergarten, I was pulling two kids in a wagon when I tripped and pulled the wagon over my right ankle. I fractured it in two places, which wouldn't have been so bad if my IDIOT doctor hadn't screwed my ankle up even more, making it so that they couldn't cast it. My ankle was never set properly, so it never fully healed. Since kindergarten, I've sprained my ankle a few times every year, fractured it in 3 places, fractured my talis bone, fractured my left ankle twice...
I've also done tons of things to my knees. I'm the definition of a klutz..
Last October, I was in Whistler with some friends, (and for all those here who know the village) I was on that log that leads to the bike park (the one sort of near the craft store, and the playground..) Anyway, the log was wet, and I was running across it, and I fell off (I wasn't up high, only five feet, luckily.) and landed on my right arm/wrist. I fractured my scaphoid.. It was actually kind of funny. I was lying on the ground, in the pit thing, and my friend thought that, because I wasn't moving, I was dead. Once I got up, a lady exclaimed, 'I saw it *all* happen! It was like it was in slow motion!' lol.. Then, being the oh so smart person that I am, I didn't let on that my wrist hurt until much later in the day when we were getting ready to drive back to Vancouver.. lol.
Yes.. I have lots of stories like that... I won't share them all though... I don't think anyone really cares enough to read them. lol.
'Seduce my mind and you can have my body. Find my soul and I'm yours forever.'