I am a class-a, number 1 CLUTZ!!!
Last night, some friends and I were at the Bristol Motor Speedway (www.bristolmotorspeedway.com) for the NASCAR Craftsman Series Truck Race. The O'Reilly 200! The race was spectacular, and we had great seats right on the high banks of the World's Fastest Half Mile!!! However, after the race was a different story for me.
As we were walking out of the track, some guys were playing a makeshift game of soccer with a stadium seat pillow. They were kicking it in front of them to others in the crowd, and others would pass it back. I know, it sounds silly, but actually, it was kind of fun. Then,....here it comes...
I had just turned my head to see one of my friends, Andy, take the pillow and send it flying behind his back and over his head (that's called a rainbow)...then back to the guys. I smiled and was turning back to see where I was go-SMACK!!!
I ran right into a sign, and (as my friend, Jason R. says) there's this moment in every fall where you have to decide, if you can stop yourself or you have to keep falling. He said he could see me almost catch myself, but then...no...WHAM right on the hard sidewalk. So, of course, it made a huge noise, and everyone (including me) started laughing hysterically. That's all I could do, I was soooo embarrassed.
And besides the emotional scars, I have the battle scars to prove me fall, too. You can see the picture of my "strawberry," "Carnage" or "Boo Boo" when my friends develop their pictures ( We all forgot our digital cameras. But we did get a disposable...so, it will be in a few days. I tried to take a picture with my cell, it just didn't capture it as well. )
So, the moral of the story is...don't fall (you thought I was going to say, look where you're going...guess that could work too.)
Now you know, and knowing is half the battle,
CH
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