Interpret the query any way you wish -- could be a sports record, could be letting your hair grown below your knees, could be relearning to walk after illness/surgery.
I'll go first.
I went 27 years without throwing up -- and that includes pregnancy!
Hey there Mighty Mom I have to say without doubt my most impressive trick is holding the record for standing on my head the longest while doing the splits, leg curls and all kinds of tricks.
One time at a carnival in Barnstable, MA a game operator chucked a basketball at me to try and get me to pay to play his game. I swatted it away hard uninterested in playing, and it landed firmly in the game bucket. Needless to say I won a free prize and the guy didn't say a word.
BP -- be careful admitting that, lol. You don't want to get our male hubber friends too excited !
Ixxy -- I'm on my way to setting a new personal best. How long can I stare mesmerized at that video? It reminds me of something out of "The Ring." Excellent post!
TheJiggins -- Now THAT is impressive! And I bet you couldn't repeat it if you tried (or even didn't try again:-).
Bonus points because I know where Barnstable is (formerly from Boston many moons ago).
Hey Mighty Mom,
I had a motorcycle accident I shouldn't have lived through, but I am here talking to people.
Way back in high school gym class, we were learning archery. The teacher started yelling at me in a most insulting manner and attempted to make a fool of me - or an example - because I was not paying any attention (as usual) and talking. She said that since I knew so much that I did not have to pay attention, I should demonstrate my technique to the class.
I raised my bow and made a bull's eye.
So which is the feat, that you lived through the accident... or that you are here talking to people?
Dolores -- That's a good one!
This is shaping up to be a "Guiness Book of Hubber Awesomeness" thread. MM
I just thought of another one. I once had a bee fly onto my tongue. I was able to spit him (or her) out without getting stung!
Working 36 hours straight on a F/A system to obtain a WDW Resort C/O, then Partying all night with 2 girls till 4:30 in the morning, then meeting a client to take him bass fishing at 5 AM, Fishing & Drinking all day in the Florida Summer Sun till 3PM, then attending a Wedding at 4PM and doing it all over again on Sunday, sans the Wedding
The Feat: not missing work on Monday.
The official Weekend Stats
Friday: one case of beer + 7 Bottles of White Zin
Wedding: 1 Glass of Champaign, 1 bottle of Scotch
Saturday & Sunday: 7 more cases of Beer, 9 bags of ice, 58 gals boat fuel, Two bags of Red shad worms turned into 26lbs of bass
Monday: 4 Bottles of Gatorade, 12 Advil
Value: Priceless….. or Zero
It was time I loaded a 575 lb spool of Service Cable into the back of a truck by myself because the helpers assigned to do it, pissed me off by whining so much.
I was younger and dumber then
I played football from Pop Warner through high school. I played tight end. I wasn't particularly great, definitely NOT fast, but I am tall and I could catch reasonably well.
One game I caught this short pass, a short slant across the middle barely three yards past the scrimmage line, and when I turned to run, I saw pretty much the entire defensive back field coming at me. They were sort of staggered in a sequence over the next thirty-ish yards, all charging at me.
It seemed like time slowed down and it really felt like sort of a Matrix thing because one by one, I spun, ducked, dodged, juked each one of them... I think I even back-rolled over the one of their backs (unless time has glorfied this memory some). I have no idea what possessed me and it was totally awesome. It wasn't a like a game winner or anything all that amazing in the context of anything, but I swear it was like the spirit of Apollo possessed me or something. They literally could NOT get me.
Never had anything like that before or after. I mean, I made points, but nothing like that.
Cags -- you know I was just being a smarta$$,right?
We're all glad you made it through the accident. The motorcycle angel was watchng over you!
Readytoescape -- Isn't it just amazing what the human body can process when there's fun involved? I'm quite impressed you didn't miss work Monday. You must have been young and in prime drinking shape!
Shades -- I read your first sentence and expect the feat to be that you didn't get a concussion or die (no duh on that one).
I really like the way you described your glory run. Just like in the movies!
Hey Mighty Mom, it wasn't making reference to you being a smart A$$.
The motorcycle accident I speak of was one where I was on a Honda motorcycle, driving downhill toward an unlit bottom, at the base of a bridge that was about 30 feet away from where the accident happened.
My bike had a 3' shield on the front of it and just before the accident, I started down the hill toward the unlit area, but traffic was coming from the other direction. I saw a car take a left hand turn in front of me, and the car should not have been down at the bottom of the hill, by the time I got down to the bottom, however, since the car had defective lights I was unable to see the car once it took the left hand turn, until I was right up on it. I went to apply my breaks, but it was within 2 second before impact.
The bike hit the side of the car, and I went flying through my 3' shield head first, I shattered my right wrist into 500 pieces, slammed my head into the side of the car, was thrown up 15' in the air and 15' past the car and came down on my head.
The police who arrived on the scene refused to touch me, because they couldn't tell whether or not, I was breathing. The next thing I know, I wake up in the hospital. The only injury to me, was my right wrist, which I was unable to feel, because the bones imploded on impact.
It took the 3rd best in the country, who happen to be on at the hospital 6 hours of surgery to restore my wrist. I found out after the surgery(the next day) how many pieces it was in. I spent 3 days in the hospital, 2 weeks of therapy and 4 months in a cast.
Cagsil, I am amazed were you wearing a helmet? Our state requires one while the neighboring states do not. My husband still rides a Honda 1100. He was in a small accident years ago. Was hit by a Herr's Potato Chip Truck. Messed up his back but walked away with no broken bones. Your guardian angels have to be exhausted. God must have a purpose for your life , remember. He is not done with you yet. I hope your wrist works , but how does it feel in humid weather? I broke mine on the ice in 2000. Nothing like yours, though. It was my left hand , I have a small bump at the joint but I have no pain and it works and looks almost as good as new. So Glad you survived. You are an awesome writer. I always read your opinion in the forums. Wow, I can't get over what you must have gone through. Do you still ride? Something tells me you probably do. Pleasssse be careful. Drivers just don't see bikes.
Holding up my teenage ego must have been my greatest physical feat I think!
I went from being able to do zero pushups to being able to do 20 (on a good day).
Impressive for me.
That is so hard to imagine. You have grown nicely into your ego -- or maybe grown out of your ego! Good comment!
PrettyPanther -- That is HUGE. Woo hoo!
Cags -- I think this is the time when you say, "... but you should see the other guy...."
That is a horrific story. But I stand by my motorcycle angel watching over you. 500 pieces for one wrist? That's like pulverized... So glad you're safe. MM
Playing old lady soccer - joining at the age of 38 and doing pretty good at it DESPITE all the bloopers....and urban mushing, starting at about 45 and riding behind about 160-200 pounds of dogs on a scooter without any training except what I learned in one afternoon class! Go old lady! I seriously must have rocks for brains!
Ummm lets see, not much for me.....
Been hit by a car crossing a highway - twice
Fallen out of a tree with a 4 metre drop (13 feet) landed on my neck
4in nail through the right foot, rusty as heck, and broke the tetanus needle at the hospital
The best of the best though, was being stupidly drunk at a 19th birthday party, heading home and cart-wheeling 18 feet down two flights of stairs, with a 2 foot landing in the middle and the stairs are lined with concrete all the way to the bottom. Actually that last one improved my good looks, I think
All of this before the age of 20
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