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Comic relief - Just a funny memory, nothing important here. [1]

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Date: 2023-10-20  

If you break your leg doing something stupid, don’t come running to me.

Words uttered by a friend of mine—I hope in jest. I would say that If I break my leg, I won't come running to anyone. but:

Some years ago, I fell out of a tree. The problem might have been a 10-year-old-acting boy inhabiting a 50-year-old body, but I'll never admit to that.

We were in San Diego looking at colleges for our daughter. We had parked near a restaurant on the seafront one evening. On the way from the parking lot we crossed a park with some beautiful, old trees that were bent down at a low angle by the wind but still growing strong. Of course, I ran up one of the slanting trunks until I was about 12 feet off the ground. Then I hopped ever so lightly and gracefully down onto the grass. Did I say "lightly and gracefully?" That was the plan. I came down like a wet sack of bricks. My shin and knee hurt and swelled up quite a bit, but we had dinner reservations. I didn't want to be late.

Fast forward about 4 weeks. My leg still ached. I was in Seattle for work. A group of co-workers and I decided to walk over to a cafe a few blocks away for lunch. When we got down to the street, I was busy talking with a couple of colleagues. When we looked up, the rest of the group was two blocks ahead of us.

"Let's catch them" I said and took off at a dead sprint. After about a block, I heard a shout behind me, "Slow down! I can't keep up!"

The next day, my shin was really swollen and my knee was doing its best cantaloupe impersonation. I went to the doctor. The X-rays revealed a stress fracture along the tibia near the knee that had been there for a while--most likely from when I fell out of the tree a month earlier.

So I got to tell my thin, fit, 27-year-old, rollerblade-enthusiast co-workers that they were beat in a foot race by an overweight, 50-year-old man running on a broken leg.

And no, I didn't let them live it down!

I'm almost 60 now, and one of them has challenged me to a rematch the next time I'm in Seattle. I may conveniently forget to let him know if I have any travel plans in the area.

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