Today's topic is: Funniest thing that happened to me. Hard to narrow it down to just one event.
High School: Sophomore year running Cross-Country. We were running eight miles across a mesa. Part of the mesa was cleared off for a new housing project. I was doing fine until I fell flat on my face. Getting up I'd hit a taught string stretched out between wooden stakes. This was where they would dig the foundation on the house. My left leg went over and the right hit the string making a little red line where it cut my calf. I got up and finished the course. My older brother, a senior, was ahead of me and when I got to the locker room saw he had a red line on his calf the same as mine. No one else on the team tripped over it.
Plainview, Tx College: Freshman year running cross-country. It was the second week and we were running on a farm road. I was the best runner on the team and about half way on the eight mile run it was going too slow. I asked the sophomore runner where to turn on the road to head back to the college. He told me to keep going to the next road and turn left.
I picked up the pace and turned at what I thought was the next road. It was an entrance to a feed lot. I wound up running in the smelliest environment on the planet until I made my way out. The rest of the team laughed their heads off at me for months.
Between marriages: There was a singles retreat in Glorieta, NM. Our church group arrived and the women were upstairs and men downstairs. First night getting into bed I was in a sleeping bag and a couple of guys came in without turning the light out. I got up and hopped to the light switch and hopped back to bed. I lept up on the bed, but in the dark I missed. The guys ribbed me a bit at breakfast. That's when I met my wife of now 42 years.
2016: Dec. 26. I needed to exchange something at a business but wasn't sure they were open. Walking up I was looking at the day and hour to make sure they were open. My left foot caught on something and I went to catch my balance by stepping forward with my right. It hit something and it was timber. I landed on my right side putting my hand out to break my fall trying not to hit my head on the concrete sidewalk. I broke my right meta tarsal phalange, just had a few cuts on my forehead. I tripped on a black rubber car barrier. Never saw it.
I realized that I wasn't a super hero. I didn't crack the concrete and definitely didn't bounce back up.