Three things for Sunday
23 May 2021 11:251. From the yahoo answers Tumblr: 
2. Our neighbor's are moving, job reasons. I'm very very sad. They've lived next door for... probably close to 15 years, and the kids were all friends. We're going to miss them. And with our luck, the new people will chop down all the trees and smoke stinky weed.
3. AC's first weightlifting competition. Saturday morning. I texted her good luck wishes. She texted back about how things were going, noting that in many ways, it was just like gymnastics: a whole bunch of girls with chalk waiting around to warm up.
Then at about 9:15 I got a call: she'd dropped a 35lb weight on her left foot. Yipes. Normally, her coach loads the weights, but they had a family emergency so she was solo, her hands were sweaty and ooops. So yeah. We noodled for a bit on ER vs Urgent Care, but at that point, I fully expected her to scratch the competition and get some medical attention. Ha. Ha. Ha.
Text a bit later. "It doesn't hurt."
A photo was sent. It looked... pretty bad.
Text a bit after that. "On the plus side, people think I'm badass :p"
Hum. Badass doesn't square with "scratched and went to get medical attention". It does, however, square with "ran around the gym with a broken foot and played soccer on it the next day". Note that gymnasts are tiny girls in sparkly spandex around a core of tempered steel.
Text again: "On the board! Green green red. 62.5 65, failed 72.5 because my arms noped out" (Note: numbers in kg. That's lots of kg imo.)
Definitely not "scratched and went to get medical attention".
Text from me: "You competed with that foot?"
Response: "Maybe."
She competed with that foot.
Further texts elucidated that those numbers were for the bench press, that she's done 112.5, 115, and 120 kg on squats, and later she announces she won a gold medal. On that fucking foot.
Which, a later trip to Urgent Care showed, has a hairline fracture.
Anyhow, here's her medal, LOL. I'm not showing a picture of her foot, but she'd have won the "purple foot" award if they had one. Also now showing the photo of her with her medal, but it's kinda funny, she still does the gymnast hands, something most gymnastics parents would recognize. LOL.


2. Our neighbor's are moving, job reasons. I'm very very sad. They've lived next door for... probably close to 15 years, and the kids were all friends. We're going to miss them. And with our luck, the new people will chop down all the trees and smoke stinky weed.
3. AC's first weightlifting competition. Saturday morning. I texted her good luck wishes. She texted back about how things were going, noting that in many ways, it was just like gymnastics: a whole bunch of girls with chalk waiting around to warm up.
Then at about 9:15 I got a call: she'd dropped a 35lb weight on her left foot. Yipes. Normally, her coach loads the weights, but they had a family emergency so she was solo, her hands were sweaty and ooops. So yeah. We noodled for a bit on ER vs Urgent Care, but at that point, I fully expected her to scratch the competition and get some medical attention. Ha. Ha. Ha.
Text a bit later. "It doesn't hurt."
A photo was sent. It looked... pretty bad.
Text a bit after that. "On the plus side, people think I'm badass :p"
Hum. Badass doesn't square with "scratched and went to get medical attention". It does, however, square with "ran around the gym with a broken foot and played soccer on it the next day". Note that gymnasts are tiny girls in sparkly spandex around a core of tempered steel.
Text again: "On the board! Green green red. 62.5 65, failed 72.5 because my arms noped out" (Note: numbers in kg. That's lots of kg imo.)
Definitely not "scratched and went to get medical attention".
Text from me: "You competed with that foot?"
Response: "Maybe."
She competed with that foot.
Further texts elucidated that those numbers were for the bench press, that she's done 112.5, 115, and 120 kg on squats, and later she announces she won a gold medal. On that fucking foot.
Which, a later trip to Urgent Care showed, has a hairline fracture.
Anyhow, here's her medal, LOL. I'm not showing a picture of her foot, but she'd have won the "purple foot" award if they had one. Also now showing the photo of her with her medal, but it's kinda funny, she still does the gymnast hands, something most gymnastics parents would recognize. LOL.
