FLASH back to junior high......
4 young teen girls were sledding on one sled. They asked me to push them down the hill. I had already been pushing my dad on his sled and I was in the middle of racing my youngest son. I told them "sorry, I can't. I am out of breath." Apparently, this made them mad. I had hiked my old, overweight self up to the top of the hill to race Max. When I made it down to the bottom, where the girls were, they were pointing and laughing. They were whispering and making faces at me. I wanted to yell..."I am 36 years old you idiots...why would I care what you think about me??".....................and just like junior high, I told my mom and she tried to make me feel better....."they thought you were a teenager. It should make you feel good that they thought you were so young." I doubt they thought I was a teen. It doesn't matter. I still wanted to beat them up!!
FLASH of death.......
I was trying out a sled that is shaped like a motor scooter. I sat down on the seat. I put my feet on the feet rest. I pushed off with my hands. I went about a foot and then my scarf tightened around my neck so tight, I thought I was being strangled. Luckily, I came to a stop. I realized my scarf had been pulled up under the scooter. I was being strangled. This kid's sled was so small and I am NOT. I had to roll off the sled. I then could not sit up. I had to roll over onto my knees. I was on a very slick spot. I could not get traction under my feet. I crawled to a better spot and stood up. Several people were standing nearby. I am not sure if they were looking at me, concerned or oblivious. I had created so much heat trying to survive and stand up that my glasses had fogged up.
NEVERTHELESS, today was fun. It was the best sledding in 30 years!!
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