Sledding and it’s Unforeseen Complications

a jump built for sledding over

We went sledding last Sunday. A wholesome family activity that is just a bastion of childhood.

Sledding in the Northeast is one of those christmas carol, currier and ives, type of activities. It’s pastoral. It’s active.

It has the tinge of winter magic woven right through it.

But sometimes, sledding isn’t quite so magical.

On Sunday, we all suited up. From 37, to 4 years old, we all looked forward to an hour or two out on the hills of our local park. Zippered and buttoned up in our coats, we put on hats and gloves and prepared for a day of fun.

So it was awesome when we saw that someone had used the close to 2 feet of snow we received the Tuesday before to construct jumps at the bottom of the hill. These smoothed out ramps were just itching to be sledded over. Tracks grooved the snow above. Some headed straight down to a jump, others curved from the side. Shallow tracks would take a sledding kid off course, while the deep ones sent them on target.

So, it was hard for my 11 year old son to find just the right spot to start from at the apex of the hill.

So, I had to show him.

Cue a 37 year old woman (who is the size of a 12 year old, let’s be honest) flying over a small jump only to land firmly down on the ground. I didn’t know it at the time, because it just felt like an honest bruise- but I either bruised or broke my tail bone.

I might just be too old for sledding. Or I need a bigger butt to cushion my fall.

In case you haven’t been privy to someone breaking their tail bone- there is noting that a doctor can really do for you. They’ll give you pain medication that you can get over the counter. They may also suggest sitting on one of those pillows people with hemorrhoids get.

So without further ado- I give you Duncan!

Duncan is my doughnut buddy, here to make my sitting at the computer working bearable. Duncan may show up from time to time to update my friends and family on how I’m progressing. FYI, it takes approximately 6 weeks to heal a tail bone injury like mine.

So get used to Duncan, and hope that any future sledding outings don’t result in him having to make a reappearance.



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