All work and no play makes Rick a dull boy. Last Saturday, we organised a Reap skate trip. Turns out only Pie and I could make it, so, we packed up the car, bought out Monster energy cans and headed North to the Moon.
Not the actual moon of course, a DIY skatepark built buy some skate heads who saw an empty concrete plot of land and put some money into building some ramps. The type of shit we'd all like to do but never actually do, these guys did it. (if you want to skate or support the moon, check them on insta and stick some money into their Paypal.)
Here's a picture so you can see how rad it is
We thrashed it good and proper for several hours and were pretty happy with what we landed when I tried to pull out the big guns and 5-0 a ledge. Coming off the ledge my board slipped forward as I slipped backwards, my whole body in the air I posted my right arm down to break my fall. Instead it broke my elbow.
I shouted 'I think I've broken my arm' and everyone turned in horror as my lower arm was separated from my upper arm. I have a tattoo of a spiderweb on my elbow, and where the point of my elbow usually matches the tattoo, the point was very off centre.
I carried myself, freaked out and fuelled full of adrenaline over to Pie for some help. After a short while I popped it back in and we headed to Asda for some ice.
Fast forward a few hours and after an x-ray and some lovely doctors courtesy of the NHS it appears I've not broken anything, just done some brutal ligament damage. On the mend, but, no skating, surfing, snowboarding or Jiu-Jitsu for a while. So I thought I'd write a blog about it, as I cannot do much else.
I'm already on the mend, and despite some brutal bruising I'm getting more and more movement back by the day. Expect some mad designs coming from my brain as I can't sit still at the best of times, let alone on doctors orders.
Stay safe y'all.