Sunday, January 11, 2009
Woe is me...
Anyone who plans an outdoor adventure has to admit there is always a chance for someone to get hurt. Snowmobiling is no exception. You must be aware of the terrain, the speed of the vehicle and the other snowmobiles around you. You must know how competent a driver you are and if you're prepared to take corners at relatively high speeds. If you're careful there is no reason you can't go on a snowmobiling trip and experience nothing but the thrill of the ride.
If only it were that simple. I went on just such a trip this weekend. I'm accident prone, to say the least, and so I was extremely cautious. We went on an open field that was completely flat. There were no unexpected rocks, cliffs or people who could cause things to go awry. I drove very slow and very safe and I had a great time.
Now I know you may be asking yourself. Why is there a picture of a Wall-E captain on this post? Well, let me answer your question. It is because at this time my left foot has swollen to the point that it reminds me very much of the people in that movie. Yes, I'm not proud of it, but I can admit it. I have one big, puffy Wall-E foot.
You might ask--Jenn, how did you end up with such a swollen, misshapen thing at the end of your leg after being so careful today? Very good question. Well my friends, I made the horrendous mistake of assuming that once I got off the snowmobile I was safe. My worries were over. Boy, was I wrong.
That's right. I have a badly twisted ankle, not from some daring snowmobile accident, but from walking across completely flat snow to my car.
Yep, that's how I roll.