I couldn't walk for a good week, and I never hung out with those kids again.
When Jo asked if I wanted to go to a jumping place here I was more than hesitant. Of course, I'd be going with a better group of friends this time, and she assured me that if I broke my toe again, we could leave immediately.
I went, and it was pretty fun.
Until I found out they had dodgeball.
Then is was amazing.
|Our team, lining up for battle.|
|Poor Lauren got out, but wait, what's that in the background?|
Let's take a closer look
|It's just me, holding one ball, catching another, and then dodging a third. So hardcore.|
|What? Final two? ok, Champion.|
OK, I really wasn't that amazing, but I loved it!
It all hearkens back to elementary school when we would play dodgeball in PE, and Jake (my crush) would choose me first. I wasn't very good back then either, but I was big and tall, and I could intimidate the other team.
Thank you Jo for bringing back the same joy I felt as an 11 year old.