It’s true. I am probably the most clumsy person I know. I look back on my youth and wonder over and over again how it was that I managed to play sports like a fiend, and be good at them, while being as clumsy as I am. Oh the stories I could tell you to throughly embarrass myself. OK, I am gonna do it. *cringe*
I played volleyball in Junior High. I am sure I was only allowed on the team because in JR.HIGH being 5’3 is somewhat tall. I think the coach had hopes I would end up a lot taller than the .5 inches I grew before my body said “Nah, that’s it.” Our volleyball net was portable for practices, so basically they were tall poles inside a tire and filled with concrete. We would roll them out everyday and tie the tops of the poles to the bleachers to keep them from moving while we practiced. I hope you are getting a good mental picture here of my gym and NOT of all the hot guys playing volleyball in Top Gun. Nope, I am not thinking of hot sweaty guys from movies either. Jr. High School thoughts only!
There I was in all of my 5’3 glory doing warm up laps around the gym. When we approached the ropes tied to the bleachers, we simply jumped over them and kept on running. Until the day my back foot caught it and I did a belly flop right onto the gym floor. C sized boobs + gym floor = THE SUCK. Why didn’t my math teacher give me THAT lesson? At least it is something I could have used in the real world. To make it so much less embarrassing, (sarcasm), Coach Norton came to see if I was ok. Of course, I am a good sport about embarrassing moments, so I was lying there laughing my head off, and I look up to see the coach snickering as she asked me if I was ok. That was a great moment in my life and probably one I will never forget.
How about you?