I had to cut my snowboarding short today. I was getting back into it and then, caught the wrong edge and got bitch-slapped into the snow, on my back only with my left arm to be caught behind me. I managed to not dislocate my shoulder, my left shoulder, you know, the one that actually functions fully, but I did wrench it badly. Having a high tolerance to pain and not prone to crying at all, I was on the verge of tears.
A few deep breaths later and I had a grip again. But, yeah, I was done for the the day. I had to ride over to the Sunspot lodge to meet up for lunch. And of course, I then put most of the snowboarding pieces together. Yes, I was able to keep my board headed down the mountain and could catch my toe and heel edge as needed. I just couldn't move my left arm.
So, I took the pantywaist way down the mountain via the lift, and retired to the house.
Physical assessment:
Both knees black and blue
Wrenched left shoulder
Ass several unnatural colors
Yes, the baptism is complete.
And will I get up and go snowboarding again.
Yes.
My masochistic little self still wants to master the board.
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