Broken

Today, I went skiing. It was a fun filled day with both of my uncles and nothing but powder and snow. The morning had blue skies and every hope of being a splendid occasion. After hitting the trick park I had one last jump to complete. I flew as hard as I could down the steep mountain till I reached the end of the jump where I fell hard on the other side. These jumps are made to keep you safe granted you have enough speed. This was not the case at all. With the amount of velocity I had under my skies the other end of the jump came romping up my legs into my back with a sharp pain. The rest of my body survived except my left foot. I'm unaware how long it will take till I can put some serious weight on it but it doesn't look promising. I've been wheeling around my apartment on an old desk chair with six wheels until i can find another, more convenient, form of transportation. I guess I'll be able to get to my work done with out much agony because I'm not going out to play any time soon.