The Ride of my Life
Walking out of your comfort zone is tough. Walking outside for me is too. The cold weather I can feel. The bright light in my face and then the flashes off light and darkness in my eyes.
I was never the adventurous outdoor person. Sure I liked to go for a hike once in a while, but that was the outdoor part of me. Anyway fast a little bit. Winter of 2015 and I barely remember anything from that time because one all of my family was there and off course there was no school. My cousins are crazy. They will literally do anything that seems thrilling to them no matter the consequences. My craziest cousins name is John. He once went as far as to have the idea to camp overnight in the backwoods of my house.
He said “There might be coyotes and bears, but as long as we don’t bring any food we should be alright.”
After he said that no one and I mean no one took him seriously, but now let’s fast forward a bit of time.
It was really cold out with snow and wind in the month of November so we did what the normal person would do and we stayed inside, but my crazy cousin John had to be the person extra and come up with the crazy idea of taking wood and slide down on it. John is the person that everyone listens to and everyone looks up to even though all of his ideas are bad ones that always don’t end up well. This one was one of them. He decided that instead of watching TV inside we should go outside and do some “Sledding” yet by “Sledding” he meant make your own sled because we didn’t have any. So in John’s mind when something isn’t like the way you want it then you can make it the way you want it. So what he did was shocking. In about 20 minutes he made 3 wood sleds. I thought that it was phenomenal.
“Hey John that’s pretty good” I said.
He then replied and said “Yeah I think if you oil the bottom a little then it will go to the moon and back.”
Then push came to shove and I eventually took the slab of wood and dove head first on to it. The next things I witnessed was something I would have never expected. The speed increasing, the elevation decreasing and then I look up and…
I look up, then I blacked out.
I looked to the left and then say darkness.
I looked again and found myself in a bed, in a room, in a building.
“Where… Where am I?” I asked.
My mother then came over to me and told me I was in the hospital. I was going to ask why, but before I could get the words out I realized that this must have been from the hit I took. The only thing that I remembered from the hour early was the hit from the tree. My parents were talking, but I could only have made out a few words, those being, Concussion, Tylenol, Tree, Golf club. The fact that I was in the hospital was puzzling to me. I actually got the jist of what was going on. What happened was, the wood that I went down the hill on took a curve and I skimmed a big tree with the side of my head. Luckily the doctor said I was okay and that I had no concussion whatsoever. He just said to stay home for a few days and take medicine to relief the pain and I should be good.
The lesson of this story is to think twice before you do something really crazy, but more importantly start to think and be smart if you have ever did something like this too.
My parents and family have never brought this story up after the incident. I really don’t know why, but I really don’t wouldn’t like to talk about it with them. So at the end of the day I am glad to have done this because I learned a valuable lesson of life. That is being smart can not only land you a job, but can also save you from incidents like this one.