Tweaked my back in high school phys-ed class playing 3-second ball.
I had brand new high tops on.
I jumped up, missed intercepting a pass, landed while twisting to follow the ball.
My feet stuck. My upper body kept turning.
I kinda walked it off during phys-ed.
Next class was geography. By the end of that class, I couldn’t get out of my chair without assistance.
Muscle spasms in your back are a bitch.
I meant to answer this thread sooner, but I had 'Too Many Requests'. I apologize.
While my injury wasn't stupid, there were a few dumbells involved.
Here goes: I had a week off work and was heading to Lake Mead for a waterskii trip. I decided to hit the gym before I headed out. I was returning my 50lb dumbells to the rack, when I encountered a dude blocking the space while doing his set. I leaned past him to put my dumbells back, and i banged the 55lb dumbells that was next to my weight's destination. The larger weights are not fully supported by the rack. They hangover. My 'bump' caused the 55er to tumble off, and squash my big toe like a grape. I didn't make a peep. Dude next to me said, "bro, did that hit your foot," in a low, grumbling voice, I said, "yeah." I headed for home after that. I left a bloody trail on the gym carpet.
I canceled the lake trip, and poured hydrogen peroxide on my wound a few times a day. I felt I didn't need no doctor. It took 4 weeks until my big toe quit oozing blood and goop on my socks.
I don't feel I was stupid by injuring my toe. I blame the faulty dumbell rack. I was old school. I sought no lawyer, and I saw no doctor.
Stay at least 15 seconds for Steve's duck walk:
*this thread has been done.
I probably did. That first toe knuckle to the tip exploded. The rest of the toe was fine. Strangely, it didn't hurt much. There was no held-in pressure, as there were plenty of exit wounds for the blood. A few weeks later, I dropped a piece of metal on the other big toe. That probably was stupid. I had a picture of both big toes sans nails. I can't find it. It was in the junk drawer.It’s amazing that you didn’t break your toe. I dropped a sewer lid on my toe when I was a kid. There was very little blood involved. The clue that my toe had broken came when I tried to walk away and fell down. I was on crutches for weeks while the toe healed.
I was retrieving a baseball.Ouch on your sewar lid incident. I'm sure there's a story as to why you were trying to get in the sewer. Stay classy jrockbridge.
Shitting that out must have hurt like a son of a biscuit.I was retrieving a baseball.
Shitting that out must have hurt like a son of a biscuit.
While I havent been down in a sewer, I have walked through 100 yards of storm drain tunnel.
I wonder if they considered calling this song Storm Drain?
I apologize. I've been sitting on that shitting out a baseball joke for a while. Those manhole covers seem pretty bullet proof. Heavy too.No. These were storm sewers meant to drain the streets when it rained. Lots of leaves in them during the fall. The outlet of the storm sewers in my neighborhood in Maryland fed the into the creek about a mile from my home. Bathroom toilets and sinks went into separate sewage drains that went to a sewage treatment plant.
I was too large to fit through the gutter drain. Periodically, I pushed smaller children in the neighborhood down through the gutter drain into the arms of Pennywise. I feel bad for them, but it was about my survival.I apologize. I've been sitting on that shitting out a baseball joke for a while. Those manhole covers seem pretty bullet proof. Heavy too.
You didn't try crawling through the gutter drain?
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I was retrieving a baseball.