You don't see that every day
I was at the gym the other day, doing a few laps on the wall. I was talking to some friends, when suddenly we hear a guy screaming at his girlfriend, "Descends-moi! Christ, niaiseuse, descends-moi t'suite!""Whatever," thinks I, "just another small-dicked macho gym climber treating his doormat girlfriend like shit." They're a dime a dozen, and can usually be found strutting around and struggling up moderate routes. They appear and disappear like dust bunnies. But no, we look over and notice that his left arm. Is dangling. Just dangling. Seems he popped his shoulder. Yeah, ouch.
He's limping around, in obvious pain, clutching his arm, trying to lift it, etc. Seems he has experience with this. He pulls his arm up and, realising he's going to pop in back in place, we turn away. Unfortunately, we still heard the loud "cra-pop!" Thanks for that.
Now, I'm not the one to suggest that folks with certain physical, um, conditions not engage in certain sports, but when you're doing something that can put all your weight onto your weakest spot? Yeah, not a good idea.
posted by Michel @ 4:02 PM
5 Comments:
*faints*
i don't care in how much pain he is. he calls me niaiseuse, he can stay up there with his dangling arm and if he comes down he'd better stay away or other... members... will dangle. seriously, who's the idiot in this? grrr. (makes a mental note not to do any more sports than before, for fear of meeting people like that)
Well, it's all that testosterone coursing through the body, I guess.
You say that like it's a bad thing.
not to worry - reasons were purely optional to begin with.
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