marty79
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- Joined
- Nov 24, 2013
- Location
- Newton, NC
at age 17 I fell 3 stories through a stairwell of a house I was working on. Broke a 2x12 in half which broke 3 ribs and then hit the floor hard enough to bounce lol. My dumbass never went to the doctor either cause well, being a dummy living on my own. By the time my Dad found out and took me, weeks later, it was too late for them to do anything. I guess everything started healing on its own. I found out when I was in the service a year later while studying martial arts that my right side rib cage was my weak spot lol, it couldn't take a blow like the other. It's always been a sweet spot just for that right hit.Have you ever been in a crash,had whiplash, jumped a truck or car and bottomed out the suspension, jammed your head/neck into to you shoulders, fallen hard
It probably doesn't help that I've always pushed my limits to see "if I still got it"...just few weeks ago I carried a whole D60 housing about 20ft to get it into the garage (couldn't get help and I'm impatient to wait on it). When I built log homes back in the day, I carried 16ft Logs by myself...they weigh roughly 360lbs. In Boone when I worked for myself constantly doing engine swaps, tranny swaps, axle swaps I could pick up a 4.0 and move it across the shop.
yeah now I'm realizing this which sucks monkey butt. My crazy work ethic and speed is what I had going for me, with some talent/skill in certain things, but now I can't rely on just that to "get that job." Looks like time to put on some polo shirts and get back into management/supervisory positions lol. Time to get serious lolIt's good to realize you're not bulletproof