falling down hurts: the vintage daredevil

I’ve reached the age where I’m reluctant to undertake activities that could result in me falling over. I’m not sure exactly when I developed this heightened sense of physical caution. I suspect it was a slow-creeping condition like the wrinkle in the corner of my eye.

Some sports lend themselves to the vintage daredevil. Take surfing for example, you’re never too old to take a mouthful of brine and a sand-facial. And even if you’re not feeling up to it today, you can always opt for the less-frequented calmer waters and leave the big waves to the whipper-snappers. No one would be the wiser as you ride your long board on a 2 footer (that’s a 2 foot high wave).

On the other hand, take the recent re-emergence of roller derby. I quite like to idea of casually rolling around the rink but if someone tried to (and lordy-forbid, succeeded in) push me over, darn-straight I’d have a hearty case of rink rage. Not to mention a bruised tush that I would nurse and whinge about until well after the next bout in the competition cycle and perhaps even for the entire season.

The older we get the more firmly planted our feet are to the ground.

This fear of falling down extends into my life in other ways. I’m reluctant to ever have a hangover again.

But the point that needs to be made is: although hurting yourself really hurts, and the wait in the emergency department is boring, and the itch inside the cast is annoying, your life is for living, and if you’re not riding your kid’s skateboard at full downhill speed on an uneven surface with a dog attacking your wheels, you’re not living, are you?

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leg cast foot

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2 thoughts on “falling down hurts: the vintage daredevil

  1. Yep, I noticed that too. But I know the reason for mine, for the most part – I live with too many health conditions to risk falling down. Although… if I was on the Pacific coast, or the coast of the Indian Ocean perhaps, and surfing was an option I would do it. Even if it was only on a 2-footer.

  2. Have always said the sport is dangerous .. for anyone. Have never really been afraid of falling on the ground, and I have fallen over really badly many times in my adult life – but I’m scared of heights where I maybe will survive and be damage for life time. I know I can be damaged for life time tripping over on the street too – but I don’t think about it like that. I’m a bit thick at time. Surfing .. nothing for my – have such a bad balance … even as sober. *laughing – I love watching surfer …

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