All right. So yesterday you read all about my clumsiness when it comes to giving high fives. My ankle is getting better. Now it only hurts when walking on rough terrain, walking up/down stairs, or running (we all know how much I love to run so I’m not too upset about that one). Now its time to talk about the real injury. My delicate elbow that I bend all the time to take beautiful pictures. Okay, this may be a bit of an exaggeration.
I was sitting in the office when the radio next to me starts going off. The guide on the other end was calling for a photographer on the last line. ASAP!! So I grabbed the camera and quickly walked out the door. Since my ankle sends shooting pains up my leg when I run, I quickly walked out the door and started heading to the last line. A different guide was on his way out toward the tent. He was taking back the little red wagon they use to carry helmets and trolleys back and forth. But the wagon was now empty. He saw me walking towards him and offered to give me a lift to the last line.
Since I am a child at heart, I leaped into the wagon and let him drag me to the tent. I was enjoying just sitting back a relaxing as a cool breeze ran through my hair (that’s a lie, it was extremely humid and no wind). We got to the tent and he lifts the front tires of the wagon in order to get over the bump to enter the tent. Unfortunately, I was sitting at the back of the wagon with my legs at the front. So needless to say, the wagon was a little back heavy.
Before I knew it, that wagon was falling over and I slammed into the ground. Yet another embarrassing accident to happen to me. And in such a short amount of time. I laid their awhile with my feet in the air just laughing at how stupid I must look. The guide who was pulling me also was dying with laughter. He couldn’t believe what had just happened. When I was finally able to get up, I punched him in the stomach and he doubled over in pain. Okay that was another exaggeration. I don’t think he even noticed me punching him because he was too busy laughing at me.
It wasn’t until later when I noticed the pain in my elbow. I looked down at it and what do you think I see? This enormous bump with torn skin. It was pretty disgusting and since I am squeamish (hence me being a photographer and not a doctor), I immediately looked away. Now, I know you are finding this extremely interesting so let me get to the point. If an accident prone person like myself can manage to zip line numerous times without getting hurt, than anyone can do it. So come on out to Foxfire Mountain and see me make a fool of myself while on the ground.