Wipeout

I step out of car on a hot summer day with my skateboard in hand. I buckle my helmet, put one foot on the skateboard and push the skateboard forward on the smooth surface. For about an hour I board around the park going in the bowls and sometimes catching air. I was doing a bit more to get ready to do what I had been eying all day. The thing I was eying was wave-like rollers that were not jumps. At the end of 10 rollers there was a large jump.  

I board to the side of the park with the rollers and I get ready to drop in. I plant one foot on the board and lean forward. I drop in and go up down, up down, again and again till I reach the jump. I take a slight turn and go off the side of the jump because the large jump was bigger than I thought. I go back around and this time I was going to fly off the middle of the jump. I drop in one more time and right before I go up the ramp I hit a small rock and it stops me in my tracks. Instead of flying off the jump I flew off my skateboard. I hit the ground hard on my shoulder and I feel immediate pain.

I get up and wipe the tears of my face. I look at my shoulder after I got out, it already had a bruise that was throbbing. I get up, walk over to my friend and we both start laughing, hard. Even though the pain in my shoulder was still killing me I kept skateboarding with my friend. It was the ultimate wipeout.