I woke up with this thought in mind "Oh, I haven't worked out this weekend. Well it's not going to rain for a couple hours, might as well ski." That was mistake number one. Mistake number two was waiting a couple hours until going out. Mistake number three was getting out of bed this morning. Anyways...
I went out skiing at around two, I had an outfit on that'd keep me cool and was jamming out to some Jacob Fannin. Everything was going good. Then the skies opened up. At first it was just a sprinkle, and being me I was just like "Whatever, it'll stop soon". It didn't stop, instead it got worse. I was soaked, but by the time I figured it out I was already closer to Coleraine than I was to Rapids and figured I'd wait it out at Jake's house. As soon as I hit Coleraine it stopped raining.
I was at Jake's for a few minutes then headed for home, so I can say bye to April before she leaves, Guess what frickin happens. My pole gets caught in a crack. I didn't realize this and brought my arm forwards to pole again.Combine the fact that I was going forwards when I pulled my arm forwards with the fact that I was moving quickly and maybe you can deduce what happened. If not I'll tell you. It broke.
My pole now has cracks going up it, my shoulder, elbow, and wrist were yanked back and now hurt. The "best" part (hint, that was sarcasm) was that I had to ski another 8 miles with one pole to get home. 8 miles on the Mesabi Trail suck. That thing goes up and down. To make it better was the fact that I had to ski with my left arm. With my left wrist. The wrist that had tendinitis all winter Add that wrist to my list of injuries for the day. Hopefully we have enough ice packs!
Side note: We (Bay, Max and I) found out I can juggle! I tried to recreate this a few minutes ago. I would like to post a public apology to those oranges I maimed. At least I ended their misery and ate them. :)
Thanks for reading whatever this is!! :D
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