Caution: This blog involves blood.
Not an extraordinary amount but in the context of a blog, I felt like I should warn you. First, the good news. I had the opportunity to go skiing with 75 other men last week at Copper Mountain in Colorado. So you can already see how the blood will come into play. It’s a group called Gorilla Skiers, click on that for more information.
Here is how it happened:
What you don’t see at the end is what happened when I hit the ground. You are supposed to land on the downhill part of the ski slope. I didn’t quite make it and landed where it’s flat. So here is the bloody result (I had already cleaned up a bit).
Actually, that’s not the total result. Because at that moment I didn’t realize quite how bad my heel injury was. Oh, it’s not broken so all is well. It’s a heel contusion (bruise). Anyway, enough to put me on crutches.
What is broken is my helmet. Kids, wear a helmet when skiing! I cannot overemphasize that.
Now I cannot say that I’ve never broken anything at work. I can say I’ve never broken any body parts at work.
Which brings me to the day job. I can assure you that this accident caused a well deserved verbal berating at work second to none. It’s something we excel at here at Wilson Lumber. And that’s OK. If we didn’t love each other, we wouldn’t kid each other.
Well, if you need any advice on ski helmets, or perhaps something to do with building materials, give us a call (256-759-1458). Or see us on the web at wilsonlumber.net.