Wednesday, March 4, 2009

Dear body, thanks for not dying

Well, I usually don't like to use this as a journal after all, that's what my journal's for. :) But, I thought ya'll should know, I fell off a ski lift. Good story actually... There was an un experienced snowboarder (3 actually) who didn't make it up to the line to get on the lift in time. So, she got on the lift before me. Well, she sat in my place. I sat on top of her, and I guess slipped off. So I was hanging onto the lift with one hand, and the chick was holding my other arm. I was hanging like that for 3 minutes. Yes, they stopped the lift. They brought over a ladder, that was too short. So, the last option? For me to drop. So, I guess technically, I didn't fall off a lift, I dropped? Haha. My hand I was hanging on with slipped, and next thing I new, I was laying on the nicely packed ice snow feeling like I couldn't breathe. Nothing's broken, but the cartilage between my sternum and ribs is stretched/torn/stressed, whatever you'd like to call it.

1. Didn't they have a net or something?
I have no idea.....
2. How high was the drop?
12 feet
3. Did you punch the girl?
Uh... no. If I did, I probably would have fallen....


J n Bee said...

I hope you know I love you when I say that I am still laughing.

Snelson's said...

ya, that's what they all say