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I used to work as a labourer when I first got married (anything to get money) and a group of us were always trying to see who could lift more, carry more, throw more etc than the other. So one day a couple of thousand bricks arrive and a contest to see who can get the most in a barrow and still move without bursting the tyre ensues. I have no idea how many I had in (must have been over 100 stacked stupidly high), but as I lifted the barrow, it started to tip, catching me in the handles. Fate obviously didn't think this was humiliating enough so placed a skip beside me.

Great fun for those watching, not so much for me being trapped in the handles of a barrow against the side of a skip with broken ribs.

I'm on nice smiley painkillers at the moment due to spraining both ankles 2 weeks ago during training and continuing to run on them for a further 8 days running 1.5 to 2 miles a session until I can barely walk due to the damage. Great way to get ready for a fitness test.
(Tyrion, Thu 20 Dec 2007, 19:16, Reply)