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Date: 29 December 2009 21:21:59
My arms ache. My shoulders ache. My back aches. My thighs ache. My calves ache. My ankles ache. My belly aches. I have a bleeding finger. I have bruised knees. I have bruised arms. I have bruises on my tummy. And I have a rather generous bruise on my rather generous backside. All in the line of duty, I hasten to add. Work related injuries. Wonder if I could sue. After all, I don't need to mention that the reason my belly muscles ache is from laughing too much. Wheelchair ice skating is brilliant fun - especially when you've never skated before! And I only fell down .. er... was it really five times? (That despite having a really stable wheelchair to grab onto - in fact, I believe the muscle which ache the most are my biceps and my hand muscles from clinging on so desperately for dear life!) We won't mention the sadism of my ... hmmm... I nearly said "friend" but perhaps " colleague" would be a better term... who somehow had hold of my camera and the works camera too and took some detailed footage. Not of my expertise and determination, no. Photos for blackmailing purposes of my legs going in all directions and me sitting on the ice! Ratbag! Strange how only two colleagues went with me but now the entire team - and the Smudgelet - know of my penguin impressions as I waddled precariously across the ice. Funniest moment just had to be when a man came racing to the rescue as I sat there on the ice and then said "I don't know why I'm offering to help - I can't skate either! If I try to help you up, I'll fall over too!" That was fantastic fun. But if I ever go skating with the Smudgelet, I'll have to bribe one of the kids from work to go with me.