Snowboarding

So this one time when a boy thought it would be a good idea to take me snowboarding... it happened. I also happened to break my tailbone. I'll never go snowboarding again. Once was enough for me. Oy. It was probably the worse time to go snowboarding, late in the season, after some rain showers had moved through the area, the snow was no longer snow, it was ice and it was hard. I fell towards the top and I knew I was hurt. To make matters worse I fell a couple more times. But I made it down the hill and I survived. I was also in one piece, hurt, but in one piece.