Trying to impress the girls at a pool party with my diving acrobatics… in 1981… my foot hit the diving board, and broke my second toe left foot. The healing process fused the joint, and my crooked toe has been one of the most painful bone spur having blister causing issues, in my entire adult athletic life. It still causes issues to this day, and why I have to wear wide shoes.

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Athlinks / Strava

8 weeks out of Olympic Trials in 2008, our training group was playing 4 square on deck before practice started, and I rolled my ankle. Rolled it to the point i had xrays and a boot for a week. BUT - I rolled it not in the course of play, but just shuffling between squares between points.

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I wrote this, you should read it:
https://www.slowtwitch.com/...n_Swimming_6700.html

I broke my pinkie toe at a water park in Palm Springs

The concrete on the pool deck was that superfine kind that gets extra-slick when wet. A little brat - who probably should have know better - came running toward me to get into the wave pool. As I turned to avoid him, my foot skidded into a joint in the concrete that was about half an inch off flush. By the end of the day, it had turned black & blue and swelled to approx. egg-size. I iced it down with a bag of frozen peas when I got home. I spent the next day hobbling around Disneyland.

I went to an orthopod when we got back to NJ and he basically said, "Yep, it's broken but we can't really do anything since it's the little toe. Just ride it out."

The nail has never grown right since

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"What's your claim?" - Ben Gravy
"Your best work is the work you're excited about" - Rick Rubin

I was in Albuquerque on a work trip in 2017. I had placed my suitcase behind a chair in my hotel room. I leaned over the high back chair and grabbed the suitcase with my left hand. Imagine my ribcage resting on an inch wide piece of wood that is the top of the back of the hotel chair. I thought the suitcase was empty. To my and my rib's surprise the suitcase was not empty and probably weighed 50 pounds. I hear a crack-crack-crack sound and then shooting pain. I'm like, "Fuck! I can't believe I just broke my ribs doing that."

It was like 7 PM at night and I figured I'd see how the night went. It didn't go well. I didn't sleep for one second and I was in horrible pain. Looked up nearest ER or urgent care. A few miles away is a Duke City Urgent Care location that opens at 8 AM (which shows up in an episode of Better Call Saul a few years later - "Hey, I think I've been there!"). Text my coworkers they'd have to do without me as I'm off to the hospital because I'm pretty sure I broke some ribs. Yep, and the shitty thing was that I was in ABQ for another two weeks.

I had Augusta 70.3 like a month later. Didn't make it.

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Favorite Gear: Dimond | Cadex | Desoto Sport | Hoka One One

Oh wow. And the girls probably weren't impressed, either.

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Four square is a fun game. I shall make sure to never play it again.

You've likely mentioned this before but what events did you go to trials for? I bow to your swimming prowess.

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1. I was out of commission for about two weeks because I injured my neck while dreaming. I don't even remember what the dream was about, but I yanked my head backward in response to something in the dream and instantly woke up in tons of pain, spent a week with a cervical collar on and couldn't do any physical activity for about two weeks.
2. I tore my big toenail off while closing a window. The window was behind a sofa and as I reached/stepped forward to pull the window down my toenail caught on the underside of the sofa and ripped off. It was excruciating and it never grew back fully adhered to the nail bed, so after years of living with pain I had it fully removed and cauterized so I don't have a toenail there anymore.

Out for a run on our paved trail system and stepped off of the side of the trail, fell and landed on my left arm. Right in front of a family taking family pictures in a wooded area. Nothing broken but I bruised my sternum and some ribs. Wish I would have had a donut! Worst part was trying to hop up start running again and pretend it didn’t hurt. Ok. My pride was fractured.

I dropped a plate while putting the dishes away in the cabinet over the kitchen counter

I stuck my foot out to keep it from hitting the floor full force and breaking. Since It was Summertime, I had no shoes on. The plate fell straight down, with the edge hitting my big toe like a very dull guillotine, and harmlessly rolling away

It wasn't long before a bruise began to form, starting right below the cuticle, but never quite reaching the opposite end of the nail

The rest of the Summer was "Is today the day it comes off?"

Interestingly, as weeks went by, the nail came undone from the back before the front, so it kinda hinged forward like ...





... Before I finally got under it and yanked it off

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"What's your claim?" - Ben Gravy
"Your best work is the work you're excited about" - Rick Rubin

more donuts will definitely help, once in that sugar high/buzz the pain will surely diminish ;-)

tripped over a concrete slab 2" high, where the trail changed from dirt to concrete. I'd only run over that trail change a couple of hundred times before.. took the skin off the palms of both hands and an elbow, a couple weeks to heal..

walking down from a Munro summit in the Scottish highlands, stepped on some mud and took a tumble, landed on my side on one of the few rocks poking up out of the mud, broke two ribs.. a painful vacation and another couple of months of not doing anything, most unpleasant.

most recently, daydreaming in the pool during backstroke, watched the flags go by and forgot to turn, WHAM ! headfirst into the wall.. luckily I don't go very fast, backstroking.. not that much damage at least, a headache and couldn't ever look that lifeguard in the eye again ;-)

1993, age 20, playing hacky-sack. "Served" by pinching the hack between two feet - jumping up and flinging it forward. One time I didn't get my feet under me in time; my heels skidded along the ground until I reached a discontinuity where brick sidewalk met asphalt. My heel caught on the little ledge while my body kept going, dislocating my foot from my leg by rolling it to the outside.

Though I run well, it is crunchy to this day, and in the spring when the weather improves, it hurts like a bastard.

I had cuts in the 100/200 Free, 100/200 Back, 200/400 IM
2004 I was 9th the in the 400IM and 8th in the 200IM
2008 I was 4th in the 200IM

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I wrote this, you should read it:
https://www.slowtwitch.com/...n_Swimming_6700.html

As a teenager, kicked my brother (fair retaliation for him breaking my nose or something, I'm sure). Kicked full force and...missed. Kicked his chair leg instead and broke a toe. It's been 1/4" shorter than the matching toe on the other foot since.

Mid 2000s. Mountain bike ride but...not on a mountain, just flat gravelly area. Turned wrong and tipped over, landing on my handlebar. Broken rib and punctured lung.

Fucking around with MTBs in the Pine Barrens

Hopped off a bump and noticed there was a bobcat (big kitty, not little forklift) in my landing zone. I panicked, locked up the brakes; he ran, I hit, I bounced, and my riding buddy (who was busy watching the cat) landed on top of me ... rear wheel in the knee, front wheel to the head. Oddly enough, I only sprained my thumb (subconsciously, I think I tried to CATCH him!!!)

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"What's your claim?" - Ben Gravy
"Your best work is the work you're excited about" - Rick Rubin

The Saturday before the first day of my Freshman year in college we headed down to the 40Watt to see Better Than Ezra. Show was getting crazy, lots of stage diving and crowd surfing. I'm up on the stage and dive into the crowd and ride the wave all the way to the back of the crowd where I'm promptly thrown sideways pinwheeling in the air and landing on my left ankle. I tried to stand and immediately fell, then hopped my way over to the side wall. Slide down the wall and at this point I'm in tears as I look at my ankle which tilted at an abnormal 30 degree angle to the side. Ended up with a broken ankle, 2 screws and a metal plate to fix it, and spent my first quarter in college on crutches. But I still recovered in time for Spring Ultimate and made a trip to Nationals that year with the team.

Six years ago, I was running at night and my phone buzzed. I pulled it out to check it and tripped over a chain that was strung across the road at knee height to keep cars from going down it. I'd seen it a million times before, just blanked out on it. Exploded my left elbow joint and fractured my left forearm trying to stop myself from hitting the pavement with my face. The height of the chain really flipped me hard. Still can't straighten my left elbow and didn't know it fractured my left forearm until a year later and that is still painful/fractured because the pain from the exploded elbow joint was so severe, it masked pain from anywhere else nearby. Completely altered my triathlon life for the worse still to this day, five years lost due to complications (it's complicated) all for running while texting.

Last year at Vail, after our first day of skiing, I tore my rotator cuff walking to the hot tub. Beer in hand, I tripped going up the cement stairs and landed right on my shoulder. Managed to ski 4 more days but needed help getting dressed and had to drink left handed the rest of trip.

Skiing is easy. Walking, not so much. You are not alone ;)

Badass.

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They're one of my favorite groups! I've seen them twice - one summer outdoor concert that was amazing, one indoor that was good but didn't hold a candle to outdoor summer

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disclaimer: PhD not MD

Senior year of college. Thanksgiving break. Almost exactly the halfway point of swim season. Me and a group of buddies (non-swimmers) were participating in our annual Turkey Bowl, which was a pickup game of tackle football. I went to tackle a guy and missed. Landed on my left shoulder, which didn't move right for the next two weeks. Coach was non-too-pleased and I did lots and lots of kick sets. I still have a bony protrusion on that shoulder.

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Take a short break from ST and read my blog:
http://tri-banter.blogspot.com/

I was running on the treadmill a couple years back....my wife came in to tell me she was running to the store and kiss me good bye. I turned my head to give her a kiss while still running, I lost my sense of direction/balance and completely crashed down onto the treadmill belt, and promptly slid off the back.

Oh did I forget to mention, this was 4 months after heart surgery? My wife thought she broke me when I hit the deck.
:-)

Just a bruised hip, and a sore wrist, thankfully.

Just mildliy sprained my right ankle on a dead-flat open road with no cars around. WTF. Just took a step, and rolled the ankle. Had to call for a pickup. But seems to be recovering quickly.

I think all my running sprains have been from WTF mindless moments. None of them have come from hard running or trail running where I'm more aware of what's under foot.

Two head injuries this year.

Injury 1: I did a dangerous and technical ridge ascent of a mountain in Colorado.
Then tripped over, rolled and hit my head- while walking down the standard (very easy trail).
I got pretty seriously concussed and now have stupid looking scars on the top of my bald head.

Injury 2- I stood up incorrectly after searching for food in my refrigerator. I hit my head on the edge of the freezer door and wound up with stitches and another stupid looking scar.

Two visible head scars!!!

I look like I have been involved in some prison fights.

It's just the look that a high-end client-facing finance guy needs.
Maximum security chic!!

School excursion high school doing a 3-4 hour hike. Around the time everyone started complaining how hard it was I decided I would show off and start run between my different friend groups. Talking s**t I rolled my ankle not paying attention. Hobbled back an hour after the rest of the group and was kncoked down a few pegs after that : D. No donut though that's amazing

About ten years ago, when I still had a home office to go to, after a leg day at the gym, I was climbing up the stairs, to said office, with a cup of tea in one hand and a couple of biscuits on a plate in the other. One leg buckled as I was on about the third riser. As I fell back I had two thoughts, "save the tea and cookies" and don't hit the sharp square edge of the laminated (big)TV stand with my back. So I bent forward to avoid the stand and keep the plate level .

Hit the floor an almighty thump, on my backside with my torso essentially vertical, think touching your toes position, only arse first. Saved the cookies and most of the tea.

Long story short. Subsequent Xray and MRI showed I severed the disc L4/L5 and a crescent moon shaped piece of disc is now floating about in there poking at various things as the mood takes it. Medical opinion is "live with it" there's no pain. Left leg has a slight muscle quiver, and the knee has grown some funny bumps. It takes a lot of work to match strength of the right leg. My run makes Lionel look elegant, I don't kick when I swim (never did anyway) and I fall over a lot in transition.

I may have done dumber things since then.....but I never try and save the cookies anymore.

Late dec 2013, walking my dog, slipped and fell on icy sidewalk. Broke right radius. Green stick break, I think, removable cast, off in 6 weeks.
I had signed up for birkie, late feb and fatbike birkie, early march, so was still optimistic for fatbike birkie.

March, Checked in for fatbike birkie, walking out from dinner, slipped and fell on icy ramp parking lot, broke left arm, much worse than right arm. Drove to local hospital in hayward, wi. Enjoyed a lovely ambulance ride to a hospital that had an ortho on call. Surgery for open reduction, internal fixation, I now have a plate and screws in there. And I found out I had low bone density.

I scratched from fb birkie.

Hope you heal up fast.

There's a 9.4 mile loop I do occasionally in a desert preserve full of sharp and pokey things. It's quiet, discrete, and I never see anyone. Except this one guy. I've seen him 2.5. times. He runs naked (except for socks, sneakers, and a sweat band (on his northern head)). I've seen him twice. And his pile of clothing behind a majestic saguaro once.

So, one time, I thought, what the fudge. Let's see what this naked running thing is all about.




I gave myself a black and blue eye and fat lip.

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oh, also, one of my athletes was a week out of most likely an IM PR and decided to play soccer. Tore his ACL in the first few minutes. Was out for 15 months.

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What's a birkie?

Thank you for the well-wishes.

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If you're injured and need some sympathy, PM me and I'm very happy to write back.
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naked swimming, or at least topless swimming, is a nice thing. Worth noting I'm obviously female - can't comment on how naked swimming feels to guys. But BOY do I envy that you can wear just a speedo.

also, I just added soccer to the list of things I will not do for fun. Skiing was already on tehre

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maybe she's born with it, maybe it's chlorine
If you're injured and need some sympathy, PM me and I'm very happy to write back.
disclaimer: PhD not MD

Birkie is a xc ski marathon in hayward, wi. Tough to xc ski with a broken arm or wrist.

I tripped over a ladder and landed awkwardly on the wheelbarrow next to it and broke a rib. I was talking to my neighbor and he saw everything. Stupidity plus a witness - double ouch.

I popped my high hamstring / low back drying off after a shower. Bent down to dry off my feet and "POP!" Cue intense pain, me lying helpless on the floor for a minute trying to figure out what just happened, my wife poking her head in to see what the commotion was, and months of rest before being able to do anything active (like shower!) again.

I still don't know exactly what the injury is, but I've done it a few times since (the subsequent times came doing something respectable--like sports). It's not pleasant, and I think it all stems back to that fateful shower in 2007.

I pulled a muscle in my shoulder shadowboxing/cheering for Rocky Balboa fighting Ivan Drago when Rocky IV was playing on cable TV.

I was bouncing on a neighbor's trampoline, trying to see if I could touch a tree branch above it. Was looking up instead of down for the next bounce, landed with toes on my right foot curled under. Broke 3 toes.

I pulled a hamstring raking leaves.

And I was only raking leaves to loosen up my muscles before a run. Because I was recovering from pulling the other hamstring

Another one, but might me a bit more in the colossally stupid/lucky category. I may have posted this in the Fish thread way back when :

in Summer of 2017 I was training for my first Oly tri. I was working to remove a iron-pipe fence in the back yard, when the angle grinder bound in the pipe. The grinder kicked, and flew up out of my hands and slammed into my face. It felt like I'd been punched in the face with a baseball bat. I said a bunch of cuss words, and grabbed my face where it hurt. When I pulled my hand away, it was rather bloody. At that point, I realized that it was more than just a punch.

The angle grinder had hit me in the bridge of the nose, blade first. It sliced my nose, and bone diagonally from my right nostril to the bridge over my left eye. I had reconstructive surgery the following morning to mush all the playdough back into a nose-like shape. 6 weeks later I managed to do a mile OWS in the Mediterranean off the coast of Tel-Aviv....and, still completed my first Triathlon in September. I had to use a nose clip, the salt water burned my nose on the inside.

I do have several more. At one point our insurance company called my wife to find out if I was suicidal. I have never managed to make it a full decade between Tetanus shots.

Was at work as a park ranger. We had a special event that necessitated the carrying of multiple marine coolers (the ridiculously long white ones) full of ice. I had the back handle of one in each hand. We are taking a lot of ice in each cooler. Someone smarter than me can do the math on weight.

My partner steps up on a curb on does a quick turn. My wrist pops and feels funny the rest of the night. Lots of follow up appointments= a brace, more appointments= a cast, more appointments= surgery.

Ended a pretty good run of AG performances, and led to a career change after going back to school. All because my wrist was dying ager carrying a couple coolers.

Bag ice is about 50% air...so 1 / lb per quart. The large marine coolers hold 152 quarts. So, roughly 150 lbs each---equal to 1 sleeping triathlete. If you had one in each hand with someone on the other end, you had 75 lbs on each arm.

Here's two of them.

1) 5'ish years ago I decided to go for a run. Had to change first into run clothes. Main level. Jumped up off the couch, ran across the living room--and was going to 3-step leap all the way up the stairs to change. FIRST step I caught (ok KICKED) my big toe on the "run" of the very first stair--and down I went. Broken toe. Couldn't run for I don't know how many weeks. Half my foot was black. Couldn't put a shoe on either.

2) Doing track intervals which I never do--until this day. A friend took me to a track & we were doing 200's. Walk diagonal back to the start, repeat. Well...I stepped off the track after about 4 of them, and onto a manhole cover, and sprained my ankle as my foot landed on the uneven surface. I was out of running for about 10 days, and couldn't even aqua jog. Some swelling.

Ok there you go. Stupid injury stories. All real.

Good thread!! I can contribute...

I fell through the roof of the shed a week before a 70.3.

I was in the process of demolishing it and was removing the coregulated sheet roofing. On second I was up.... the next I was down. It happened so quickly, and on investigation, the panel I was on was only held on by 1 rivet either side. Boom

I was extremely lucky - I landed on my butt, which hurt (ALOT), but I had removed [/b][/b][/b]half [/b]of the brick floor. I hit the sand left from removing the bricks, but fractions away from landing on the corner of the remaining bricks. Was a bit sore for race day, but pretty lucky all up.

An embarrassing one here...
I was dating a college girl whose little apartment was a mess: clothes and shoes everywhere, piles of books, CDs or paperwork on the floor, etc.
One night, in the middle of a heated moment, I stepped on something that only God knows why was next to her bed, lost my balance and fell onto the back of a little rocking chair, hitting it full force with my chest. Picture the scene: me lying on the ground, completely naked, but unable to move and breathing extra shallowly, with my girlfriend in panic mode... It ended with a line of fracture on my ribcage and some time off training (and f...ing too).

I, a 33 year old man with a kid and another on the way, decided to come out of “pit retirement” at a hardcore show last year.

Two songs into the set I got punched in the face, slipped and crushed my knee on base of the metal stage barrier. Hairline fracture and my patella tendon still hurts two years later.

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Strava

I was running the loop in Cades Cove……an 11 mile paved loop through a beautiful valley in Great Smoky Mountains NP, for those not familiar. This was in April, so plenty of bears and their cute cubs. After about three miles, I came upon a momma bear and her three cubs. I decided to stop running and walk on the far side of the road, but I kept watching the baby bears. Not paying attention, I stepped off the steep edge of the pavement and rolled my ankle bad. Unfortunately, for me, it was not just a simple ankle sprain. I tore one of my peroneal tendons and ended up needing surgery. And this was all because I was fascinated with the bears while walking!

A few years ago I used to take my kids to an indoor BMX bike park (Joyride for people in Southern Ontario). They had this deal on Mondays where it was like $20 including bike rental for the evening, and we would order a pizza to be delivered to the place so it was always a good evening. We went every week for a couple of months. One night just days after my 43rd birthday I hit a jump line very aggressively and landed the 3rd jump awkwardly and had to put my foot down while travelling pretty quick. Spiral fracture up my leg, 2 plates and maybe a dozen screws.

Just before I started the line I thought I was going a little too fast but didn't slow down and went with it. Stupid me.

I'm seeing some common themes here:

- Inattention
- Gravity
- Bicycles

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"What's your claim?" - Ben Gravy
"Your best work is the work you're excited about" - Rick Rubin

I didn't expect someone to actually do the math. Lol. But that sounds right. Stupid little click of the wrist was followed by radial shortening and having to reattach various tendons/ ligaments to tighten it all back up.

I think you were wise to keep an eye on the bears vs. the road

Turning an ankle if far more preferable outcome than having mama bear turn on you

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"What's your claim?" - Ben Gravy
"Your best work is the work you're excited about" - Rick Rubin

Late '90s: pulled an oblique popping up off the couch to get a beer.

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#swimmingmatters
Laugh hard. Run fast. Be kind.
The Doctor (#12)

Ha, that's exactly what I was thinking as well.

Of course my non-running friends said "see what happens to you when you run?!?!?". My reply is "I WASN"T RUNNING!!! i was walking and there were bears".

Lol. Well, I have one of those coolers. Its useful to know how heavy it is when full.

I was playing frisbee with a neighbor. The power pole had a guide wire. As I chased the frisbee I hit the guide wire and fracture the upper head of the radius.

Just last night I was walking down the stairs carrying a bowl of cereal, my feet slipped milk and ceral everywhere, slight discomfort in my right ankle.

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All I Wanted Was A Pepsi, Just One Pepsi

Team Zoot, Team Zoot Mid-Atlantic

I was on the turbo in the bathroom one night and dropped my towel, I reached over to get it and my cleat unclipped causing me to fall onto the cast iron bath. I ended up with a black eye and enormous lump on my head. I was lucky not to have another black eye as the extremely loud "bong" resulting from my cranium striking the metal bath reverberated around the house, waking the baby, causing some anger from the Mrs. We ended up laughing, pretty certain nobody believe the origin of my black eye though.

I broke my fibula in France taking a picture and had to have surgery before I could fly home. My husband and I had just finished a two week Trek Travel tour of the major Tour de France climbs without incident and decided to do some light hiking in Chamonix. We hiked out to a mtn hut and I decided to take an pic of the glacier, even though "this is how people get hurt" did occur to me. Squatted down to line up the photo, water bottle fell out of my backpack, stepped on it, and SNAP. Local urgent care confirmed the break and said it needed open reduction and fixation surgery at a bigger hospital up the road. Surgery the next morning, then a couple of days of begging to be released so we could fly home. Airline wouldn't let me fly without a doctor's note.

The good news: I had purchased travel insurance. That paid for an upgrade to business class for both me and my husband, private escorts through the airports, a limo ride home, and reimbursement of related expenses (extra night in France). The French hospital wouldn't mess with American health insurance so I had to pay for the medical costs upfront. Urgent care, x-rays, surgery, 3 days in the hospital - all of $2500, which my health insurance reimbursed.

Finally, a thread for me to shine in.

Almost broke my arm (Turned dark purple from the palm to half way up my upper arm) because I reached out to touch a train and it touched me back.

Broke my toe getting out of bed. I caught it on the bed rail.

Broke my toe playing Ultimate barefoot on wet grass. I tried to cut and ended up kicking my heel with my trailing foot. Broke the second toe and split the webbing between the second and middle toe.

Broke my wrist cycling in the dark when someone had put a railroad tie across the path. (I'm putting this down as stupid because I was cycling, drunk, in the dark.)

Broke my nose blocking a flying disc with my face.

Pulled my hamstring giving my dog a bath.

Broke my collar bone playing prohibited tackle football in the school yard in 4th grade.

Broke my nose flirting with a girl. (Her ex punched me while I was standing at the jukebox.)

Actually forgot about this one, which was even worse than the previous. 2 months out from my first full distance tri, which was Norseman in 2017, I cut the end of my finger off in a gardening accident/fail.

YIKES!!!

Maybe just a link to that one, with a warning, instead of the actual pic

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"What's your claim?" - Ben Gravy
"Your best work is the work you're excited about" - Rick Rubin

Sprained my mcl stepping over a laundry basket in the laundry room en route to get a beer out of garage fridge. Was a sad day 😤😭

I have a scar that when anyone sees it, they assume I attempted suicide when I was younger. Several years ago, I was cutting the long full-length grips off a set of Scott AT4 bars, and I slipped with the knife. The blade made a 2" slice in my right wrist, running parallel to the main artery but just a few mm to the side. At first I saw the long cut and thought "Oh, f***!, but then realized it wasn't bleeding that bad. It didn't even require stitches, but just 2 or 3 mm to the left and I would have been rushed to the ER...

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"I'm thinking of a number between 1 and 10, and I don't know why!"

I started out writing left-handed, but when I started school back in the mid-60s my teachers tried to get me to switch to right. I was told to do everything right handed, and though I tried I was not adapting well. My dad was heavily into building model planes, and got me into it at a very early age. So one day when I was 8 I'm trying to use an X-acto knife with my less coordinated hand, and ended up nearly completely severing my left index finger (the blade went right through the second joint). Ironically, this ended up forcing me to finally completely switch to writing right-handed because I didn't get full motion or feeling back in that finger (though I'm still left-handed for everything else).

I've also noticed a pattern here, I shouldn't be near knives...

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"I'm thinking of a number between 1 and 10, and I don't know why!"

Friend of a friend was hiking in Western United States with his then girlfriend, now wife, and was attacked by a bear. Never saw it coming. One moment they were walking along a trail and the next moment he was being mauled by a bear. Girlfriend ran down the trail, about a mile to a ranger's station. They all come back to find him, a bloody mess on the trail, but the bear had fortunately lost interest and left him behind.

Several hundred stitches later, he is pretty much ok and is a bit of a celebrity for surviving an actual bear attack.

He was interviewed on the local nightly news, and the exuberant news caster was asking him about being attacked by a bear..... "Don't you feel lucky....? His response, "well, yeah, except for the bear attack."

I don't know why, but his response makes me laugh every time I think about it.

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None of the secrets of success will work unless you do.

I've fallen off my treadmill twice. Both a while ago, but still.....

Woke up a few weeks ago with a sore knee. Still hurts. I guess I slept wrong....

super embarrassing........a few years ago (2020) I ran in a pair of shorts with a built in liner (not traditional liner but compression style liner). apparently, the liner rubbed my wedding tackle in a weird way when I was running (did not feel it at the time) and I was badly chaffed, to the point where I could barely walk the next few days. I went to the doctor and he looked at it to make sure it wasn't a serious issue/infection (this was after 2-3 days of hobbling....liner cut me badly and "it" couldn't heal when I walked). The real crap part is every time I go to the doctor and see my records when I log into patient portal, I see the date and the patient issue reads 'lesion on penis". The injury that keeps on giving every time I go see a doctor or specialist for anything. I always feel like saying...yeah, that 2020 entry isn't what you think it is....

X2.

on the one hand, I am sorry so many of your stories are things that caused lifelong issues.
This has frightened me that mine will head that way, even though the doc said it is a grade one strain (orthopod, not PCP)
I am also grateful I didn't do more damage (I was anyway but particularly after reading this thread)

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If you're injured and need some sympathy, PM me and I'm very happy to write back.
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Forgot to tighten my bike on trainer. Fell over and slammed ribs onto hard bar of elliptical. Could have been worse (nothing broken) than it was but caused me lots of pain and had to withdraw from an event as it happened just days before the race.

I feel ya pain!!

The only lingering injuries are my concussions

Going through life headfirst will do that

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"What's your claim?" - Ben Gravy
"Your best work is the work you're excited about" - Rick Rubin

Last Friday my 13 year old son said the toilet wasn’t flushing.

The lever came unscrewed on the inside of the toilet. I fixed it. Then I replaced the toilet cover. Then I bent down to pick up the little basket with the extra TP…and pulled a muscle in the bottom of my back. Today it’s just starting to feel better. Literally pulled a muscle picking up toilet paper.

Oh yah. After the muscle pull. I had a vasovagal episode as I got lightheaded. I sat on the toilet. My son got me some water. I passed out and he said I hit my head on the bathtub. Luckily no mark or anything.

Dr. Tigerchik wrote:

I wasn't replying to you in particular

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maybe she's born with it, maybe it's chlorine
If you're injured and need some sympathy, PM me and I'm very happy to write back.
disclaimer: PhD not MD

+1 for stupid lower back muscle pulls. I’m struggling with them for decades, despite training for marathons and Ironmans. A couple of years ago it started to affect one of the quads and I decided to take it seriously. Visits to multiple doctors and PTs. Now I’m doing a strengthening routine almost every day and back feels better.

Last year I pulled the back only once. Preparing for a deadlift. Not during the deadlift, but getting the bar in place! 2-3 weeks of pain as result.

So this year, of course, I decided to do some lifting again in the offseason. Good warm-up, some light deadlifts with the bar. Then put 20 pounds on, get the bar in place, and voila! Back thrown again. The same way, preparing for a deadlift. Nice.

Why is your trainer in the shitter? 😁

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Favorite Gear: Dimond | Cadex | Desoto Sport | Hoka One One

I eat yogurt almost every day and I lick the foil lid when I remove it. One time I cut my tongue pretty badly on a sharp corner. It took weeks to heal because, not surprisingly, you use your tongue quite a bit every time you eat. Had to cut down on sour, hot, and cold food/drinks. Not fun!

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Great things never come from comfort zones.

I tore an intercostal muscle by sneezing.

I’ve always been a reptile guy. I got my first big python when I was in college. One day after class, I ate some baked chicken then went to clean the snake cage. I was going to feed it a chicken that day and I wanted to tidy up its enclosure before feeding time. It smelled the chicken on my breath and bit me across my face. Top teeth went in my nose, bottom teeth caught the right side of my cheek at the corner of my mouth. When she got me, I immediately - and instinctively - pulled my head back. That dragged her teeth down my nose and opened up some pretty big scratches. The snake let go and I got a tetanus shot. I ended up looking like a cat had mauled my nose. I still have scars. I also still have snakes but I’ve not taken a hit to the face since.

Time to create a length limit for titles!

Burm? Retic? How big is big?

Similar thing happened to a colleague once. She had been hand-raising an orphan possum, but as she leaned in to scrub a 35 pound boa constrictor's water bowl, the usually docile snake couldn't resist and nailed her directly on the top of her delicious possumy-scented scalp. Of course, the rest of us thought it hilarious, but there comes a size with big snakes when the appropriate emergency response isn't simply amusement and ridicule.

Nowadays, even the thought of jumping on a trampoline makes me shudder and my blood run cold.

After avoiding major injuries through possibly 1000 races over the decades, a friend invited me to join a seemingly innocuous 3 mile "mudfest" obstacle event.

All was good until we reached a pit containing a large circular trampoline sunk about 3 foot down. There was a bit of a queue of teams waiting to negotiate the obstacle. Some people just jumped down to the trampoline, walked across, then hauled themselves up and out the opposite side. The more appealing method, (at least to the primitive, never-truly-dormant male-adolescent-stupidity lobe in my brain), was to take a run-up and land on the tramp at speed, in an attempt to bounce directly out the opposite side of the pit.

Easy as! What could possibly go wrong? Especially for a dude in his mid-50s?

The moment I hit the tramp, my questions were answered, as my right leg buckled beneath me as my lateral quad ripped from its tendon not far above the knee, with me body-slamming into the opposite soil wall of the pit. I immediately knew what I'd done, as I felt the unattached muscle recoil as it snapped back toward my hip. The pain was instant and excruciating.

Unfortunately, surgical reattachment wasn't an option, and the subsequent loss of stability and strength will never be regained.

Certainly, not recommended. At best, I give it half a star.

I thought there was one, but it looks like Dr, Tigerchik broke that, too?

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"What's your claim?" - Ben Gravy
"Your best work is the work you're excited about" - Rick Rubin

I thought "A chat with Kat Matthews after the car crashed into her and she now moving onwards " was too long because it was 3 lines on my phone. This one is about double that. Lol

Time to create a length limit for titles!
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Some thread titles are unnecessarily long. This one... Every single character adds to the meaning of the thread. Clear. Concise. And each letter necessary to the overall meaning of the goal of the thread. I say, let it stand.

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Take a short break from ST and read my blog:
http://tri-banter.blogspot.com/

It was a burm. About 10 feet so nothing giant. Ive had big burms and retics off and on for the last 30 years or so. I also had a green anaconda once. That was interesting. Now I’ve got a 7 foot burm, 5 foot African rock, and a dwarf retic that’s some kind of morph with a name a mile long.

Cool, especially the anaconda. Females especially are seriously impressive. Sounds like you're likely to have a couple of big snakes in another 5 years or so.

What's the temperament of your African rock like? I've had limited experience with them but the few I've been involved with were treated with circumspection by their keepers.

10 foot is about the length when getting bitten stops being fun. Of course, I mean fun for those watching. If you're the one being bitten, the fun would sort of stop at less than that. ;-)

Exactly - where/how would you cut it?

Title: I sprained an ankle ...
Body: ... Because I fell while walking and eating a donut. Make me feel better with your "got injured because I did something dumb" stories. Overuse injury stories not welcome

Title: I sprained an ankle because I fell ...
Body: ... while walking and eating a donut. Make me feel better with your "got injured because I did something dumb" stories. Overuse injury stories not welcome

Title: I sprained an ankle because I fell while walking and eating a donut.
Body: Make me feel better with your "got injured because I did something dumb" stories. Overuse injury stories not welcome


Title: Make me feel better with your "got injured because I did something dumb" stories.
Body: I sprained an ankle because I fell while walking and eating a donut. Overuse injury stories not welcome

Title: Overuse injury stories not welcome
Body: I sprained an ankle because I fell while walking and eating a donut. Make me feel better with your "got injured because I did something dumb" stories.

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"What's your claim?" - Ben Gravy
"Your best work is the work you're excited about" - Rick Rubin

No problem with the title but it's definitely not concise. Dr TC could have easily gone with: "I suffered a donut injury! Please share your dumb injury story."

Any more info and context could've been in the OP.

I'm just grateful for the entertaining read and knowing I'm not only the only one to do stupid crap.

I once got severe eye strain from reading an extremely long title on a triathlon forum

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"I'm thinking of a number between 1 and 10, and I don't know why!"

This thread makes me feel normal.

If I saved every trophy for the stupid things I've done...
Well, my house would be jam packed.

I'm the poster boy for I can't walk and chew gum at the same time - in other words, a triathlete (eye roll emoji goes here).

Sometimes a long title is fine.

Recover well

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I saw this on a white board in a window box at my daughters middle school...
List of what life owes you:
1. __________
2. __________
3. __________

I bet you can swim ok with a buoy, paddles, and fins all at the same time though.

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maybe she's born with it, maybe it's chlorine
If you're injured and need some sympathy, PM me and I'm very happy to write back.
disclaimer: PhD not MD

First road bike and clipless pedals lead to two idiot moments-
#1- on the trainer in the basement with said new pedals- riding along and the trainer lock released- bike drops to carpet and shoots me into the wall leading to black eye and the wife bringing me my helmet the next time I was on the trainer.
#2- first time outside with said pedals on ride with a student who was really into cycling. Asked if I had used pedals before and of course I said "Yes" with my mind adding- in the basement. First stop light we get to I lean left and unclip right and tip over into him in front of countless cars. Needless to say he laughed and did ask me to go riding with him some more so that was good. Just some road rash from tipping over but plenty embarrassed.

One pool story- was with swim group at the pool and I am AOS and I barely float- well they tried to convince me to do try the butterfly. The life guard actually jumped in because she thought I was drowning- Olympic swimming is never going to be in my future

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"There are no problems in life, just many leadership and learning opportunities." SED

No....not very likely with the addition of the fins. That would probably be pretty comical actually, up to the point where I drowned.

This is my favorite self-deprecating tri-joke:

Me: "Hey! Wanna see a triathlete jump?!!!"
Them: "OK, Sure!!!"

< just stand there >

Me: "Wanna see it again?!!!"

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"What's your claim?" - Ben Gravy
"Your best work is the work you're excited about" - Rick Rubin

 

was a joke ;-) poking fun at triathletes, they swim like cats

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maybe she's born with it, maybe it's chlorine
If you're injured and need some sympathy, PM me and I'm very happy to write back.
disclaimer: PhD not MD

It suddenly occurred to me that there was a thread accounting our injuries, many MANY years ago

https://forum.slowtwitch.com/...?post=275724#p275724

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"What's your claim?" - Ben Gravy
"Your best work is the work you're excited about" - Rick Rubin

:-) As was mine. I probably wouldn't drown. Also, outside the fish thread you can just say "y'all" instead of "they". ;-)

As I've said before, I swim like a Stone --- in a Brian Jones* sorta way





* I once got called out for providing a link to who Brian Jones was, so I don't do that anymore

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"What's your claim?" - Ben Gravy
"Your best work is the work you're excited about" - Rick Rubin

I used to have a t-shirt from the official Brian Jones fan club that said "Underwater my guitar sounds like laughter". Most people didn't get it, the ones that did thought it was sick...

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"I'm thinking of a number between 1 and 10, and I don't know why!"

The rock python is squirrelly. It’s never bitten me but it has bitten my kids a time or two. We’ve had him since he was a hatchling. I can handle him without getting bitten but handling him is different than handling others. I basically try to act like a tree when I’ve got him out - I try to stay still but when I do move it’s in very slow, deliberate movements, I keep the head away from my face and don’t let people walk close by him. I don’t have any trouble with him but as soon as I put him back in the enclosure he starts striking like crazy. So I always service his enclosure last. I put him up then leave the room immediately. I really need to spend more time with him. He will be a handful at 10-12 feet. I had one that big when I was in college and he was difficult to deal with. I do some educational programs with the snakes we have. We’ve got a few ball pythons and rosy boas to go with the rock, retic, and burm.

Throw on a ankle strap and snorkel and we used to do that in college. Why? ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

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I wrote this, you should read it:
https://www.slowtwitch.com/...n_Swimming_6700.html

My thumb is sore from all the extra scrolling since the title is repeated at the top of every post.

https://forum.slowtwitch.com/...atch_here._P1566945/

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"What's your claim?" - Ben Gravy
"Your best work is the work you're excited about" - Rick Rubin

Did I really need to make that pink? Lol

I just realized something ... see above

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"What's your claim?" - Ben Gravy
"Your best work is the work you're excited about" - Rick Rubin

So in college, I fell down some steps and hurt my ankle when my cat ran under my legs. Missed two XC meets.

Once rolled my ankle standing still just by shifting my weight.

Partial tear in my MCL after falling off a skateboard aged 42. I was with my 10yo daughter and she had to assist me getting to the hospital.
This is just my most recent.2 years ago and I'm only just starting running again

Aside from the occasional tweaks from doing the most benign of s#!t...

I was already scheduled for a spine surgery to address a herniated disc. Well, I'm sitting at my desk at home one early morning, and I sneezed. Felt like I'd pulled a muscle in my back, and it didn't get better for over a week. Then I had a horrible night's sleep and when I finally woke up the next morning the pain was gone. But getting up from the kitchen table, suddenly my right leg wouldn't adduct. Felt like it was caught on something. Turns out that sneeze caused *another* disc herniation that I was fortunate to be able to have taken care of in the same surgery already scheduled.

But that first hernaition didn't really get repaired in that surgery, and I ended up re-herniating it trying to "shrimp out" in a jiujitsu session.

It's always the most simple cr@p that causes these issues...

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Came in from the pool with wet crocs and decided it would be a good idea to play with the dog. One step on the hard floor with wet shoes and down I went. Right leg out left leg under and fell on it.

I just saw a very pregnant doctor in a walking cast. She is a track bike rider and speedskater. She broke her foot in a swimming pool on a step. She said that being pregnant drained her bone calcium.

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Kevin

Pulled a Sammy Sosa - sneezed and pinched a nerve in my neck. For three weeks, I couldn’t turn my head and could barely lift my left hand over my head.

Neither of these are recent but...

1. I slipped going down some steps/steep trail walking back to my tent. Sprained my ankle, didn't ice in the creek that was *right* there, hobbled to my tent and fell asleep (also, I was drunk, which likely contributed to all of this). Missed out on competing in the north american wife carrying championship the following day as a result :(

2. Slipped on ice and got a concussion. The following day I went skiing with some of my friends (who were former ski racers, didn't know at the time though). Fell and broke my leg (boot line hairline fracture, kept skiing for a while after). I was too embarrassed to go back to the same ER so I waited until I was back in Boston.

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All we have to decide is what to do with the time that is given to us. ~Gandalf

Christmas Day 2010. Went running with the girlfriend at the time is snow (this is a real novelty to me, never had a white Christmas, seen snow maybe twice in my life).

Dived into a snowbank. Well, whatt I thought was a snow bank. Got up, little finger at about 45 degrees at first joint and already swelling.

Popped it back into the socket. Hmm, still not right. Finished the jog, back to her house to get it checked out (father is a surgeon). Ah, looks fine. Keep an eye on it. A few days later. Still, that's not right. X-ray. OK, so you've popped it back in but the initial impact tore one of the flexors out of the bone. We could get plastic surgery, but all that will do will make it look pretty and take longer to heal.

Really, IDGAF, so let it heal. Joint is still swollen now, and you know about it when it's cold.

That was a painful day, started at 0400 when I was incredibly sick after trying to keep up on the booze with her father. Never, ever, try to keep up on the booze with an 18 stone Scotsman.

I'm almost too embarrassed to say it, but I helped the midwife get the wooden footboard off the end of my wife's hospital bed. I had no shoes on, and dropped the board on my left foot breaking two metatarsals. I know this because they wheeled me down to the ER while my wife cracked on with things. They wheeled me back in a cast to meet the baby.