In a futile effort on my part to be cool in front of my kids, which is ridiculous when you realize that as a parent, you'll never be cool in the eyes of your kids but will instead be a constant source of embarrassment, I was trying to do some tricks on my snowboard and ended up hurting my back. We'd built a jump in the backyard that was reasonably high. It was basically a long block of maple that the kids use as a bench. We covered it in snow and it made a fairly substantial jump.
The kids were sledding off of it and getting pretty good air, so naturally, wanting to fit in, I strapped on my board and jumped off it. It wasn't bad, but after about ten times, I began to realize that it was fairly jarring on the landing, especially on my back. Throw in a few wipeouts, and it spells disaster.
My back was killing me, to the point where I couldn't even get off the couch. It didn't help that we went skiing the next day, but in retrospect, it could have been our last time.
Now I suffer for my stupidity, but stupid is as stupid does. It ain't easy trying to be cool, especially when you fail so miserably.
Until the next time, thanks for reading.