skydragoness wrote: I remember sledding off of what was like a cliff ( if you were as small as I was at 11 it totally was one) behind our apartment and pinching a nerve in my back when I landed on the sidewalk at the bottom. It was awesome.
Kids are coddled too much these days, but hardly disciplined by parents in public places.
I recall a guy (like, someone's father) actually BREAKING their back going over a sick jump on a hill that was essentially a cliff in New Hampshire. The ambulance came and everything. Carted him off in a stretcher. Who was the first to go over that thing after that? THIS GUY.
Don't get me wrong, I about crapped my pants, and busted the crap out of my tail bone, but it was worth it.
When the ground thawed, they brought in heavy equipment and changed the grade of the hill... which now dumps directly into the street instead of having a run-off zone for you to attempt to slow down and/or bail.
I also fractured my wrist in 4th grade performing some olympic s***. Jumping from the playground over to a horizontal bar and "dismounting", except I ended up coming off more or less parallel with the ground, and used my right wrist to break my fall. I learned a skill that year- writing with my left hand.