So today, when I went to work, it turns out that the boss had scheduled too many people, and so, I get the day off.
After running a few errands, I decide to do a little practicing on my tennis game, (my girlfriend and I play every now and then. She always wupps up on me. So I figured a little practice would help). At the main court I usually practice on, where there is a wall to practice against, it was completely occupied, and so I had to try my fortunes elsewhere. I found an open court somewhere else, but there was no practice wall. Because of that, I could only really practice my serves. I decided, however, that to get a little bit more excercise, I'd run to the other side of the court. Now here is where today's lesson, (and thus your opportunity to laugh at me), begins:
No matter how good of an idea it might seem like to try and be a track star and hurdle the net in the middle, DON'T DO IT! It might start out as innocent fun. Heck, you'll probably even clear it the first few times. I think I made it 7. But sooner or later, you're going to get tired and sloppy, and the second your big, dope-assed feet hit that net, you're screwed.
I consider myself lucky at this point, in that I still have all of my teeth. However, I jammed my wrist and elbow so bad I could hardly bike back home. So thanks for listening everybody. Consider yourselves warned.
After running a few errands, I decide to do a little practicing on my tennis game, (my girlfriend and I play every now and then. She always wupps up on me. So I figured a little practice would help). At the main court I usually practice on, where there is a wall to practice against, it was completely occupied, and so I had to try my fortunes elsewhere. I found an open court somewhere else, but there was no practice wall. Because of that, I could only really practice my serves. I decided, however, that to get a little bit more excercise, I'd run to the other side of the court. Now here is where today's lesson, (and thus your opportunity to laugh at me), begins:
No matter how good of an idea it might seem like to try and be a track star and hurdle the net in the middle, DON'T DO IT! It might start out as innocent fun. Heck, you'll probably even clear it the first few times. I think I made it 7. But sooner or later, you're going to get tired and sloppy, and the second your big, dope-assed feet hit that net, you're screwed.
I consider myself lucky at this point, in that I still have all of my teeth. However, I jammed my wrist and elbow so bad I could hardly bike back home. So thanks for listening everybody. Consider yourselves warned.
