Sending this from work where I was looking at a coworker while talking and walked full-speed into the edge of a table
My leg hurt and it’s got a hella bruise going now
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Senior year of high school. I’d been losing weight for a couple of years and was now down to a point where athleticism of any kind was starting to be possible. I was late for gym class and didn’t feel like running a mile as punishment for tardiness, so I decided to take a shortcut by not going all the way down to the end of the road to get to the field.
I vividly recall thinking to myself, “I’ll just jump over that guardrail!”
My feet hooked the back of the guardrail, I flipped over it and landed hard. Broke my wrist.
