Contusions

With plenty of time on my hands I have ventured into more physical activities but I have paid a price. Two nice bruises have discolored parts of my body but I have also gained great stories!

Knee Contusion -
My friend Zara text me one night and says "Do you play Bball? We have a game tonight and only have 3 players!" I politely state that i don't play but i can run and occupy space on a court. She says "Great! Ill pick you up at 8pm" I had the ball in my hands twice the entire game, was molested by a lesbian with a nose ring, and sweated more than i do in my tennis games. During the last half a 6 foot tall opponent’s knee t-bones my knee and does not flinch. I on the other hand feel like the terminator just karate-chopped my knee. I have not played since nor received another text from Zara.
Ankle Contusion-
A week prior to the knee contusion Zara, Kara, and I were planning on going for a bike ride but plans fell through that morning, however, because i was so excited to ride i went alone, proving that i could in fact to so. I took out an old bike that Kara had in the garage and started down Lassen Ave. A few blocks down the road i realize the seat of the bike was slowing falling and my knees were slowing rising to my chest . . . looking like a gangster from Coalinga. Throughout the several mile ride i probably stopped 4 times to tighten the seat. On my way back to the house i thought i had permanently fixed the seat and i was enjoying the tones on my iPod. I was wrong! Suddenly the seat fell completely down to the center bar and my ankle jerked off the peddle to prevent my fall but collided with the peddle as it came back around. I was so mad and embarrassed i didn’t feel the initial impact. I again pulled off the road to fix it one last time with a few kicks, curse words, and sweat and arrived home with a nice colorful lump on my left ankle.

I think i will stay with Tennis!