Well, I managed to do it again. Stitches to my facial region (Eye and Nose came before the latest, also they are good stories too). I'm in Pennsylvania for work. So I brought the ole' P90X along for the ride. Before leaving this morning I thought I should get a workout in. So I rolled to the workout facility of this hotel around 7. I get it started, everything is going well. Although I' trying to think during the warmup how I would improvise without pull up bars as the workout I was doing required them. I noticed the flat bench on the floor and "ding" light bulb. I propped it up and was going to try and use it as a fulcrum to do the pull up exercises with my resistance bands. POW bad idea. As I eased into the workout I just didn't even notice the bench was still sitting on it's wheels, didn't even get one rep in before I pulled the bench right into my forehead. (I knew immediately it was bad because blood was everywhere) I got up and grabbed a towel. (Tool on eliptical didn't even say a word or stop his workout, probably a dayton fan) I went to the desk and asked for a medical kit. They asked what happened, and I explained (full knowing I'd need stitches I told them I just needed to clean and dress the wound because I hadn't figured out how I would get to the hopspital). I went into the bathroom and really saw how bad it was. I really did a number. As I'll explain later a pretty nasty scar is going to be leftover from this incident. Good think Bobby, our helmet rep from Schutt just finished his workout and was in the lobby. I went to him and said, "Bobby, I think we have a problem." He took me to the hospital where I received 15 stitches to the forehead. I'm still trying to wash the blood out of my hair but that's not really a big deal at the moment. The doctor was ON DEAM. He rolls in and asks me what happened, I said, "Do you know what P90X is?" He goes, "Do I? I'm on it and INSANITY." You get the point, the guy is deamness. So he stitched me up and we talked P90 and Insanity the entire time.
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The real story...
I was out on the Atlantic ocean in my 51 foot sailboat by Allures Yachting. A little storm was a brewing so I knew I would have to navigate the seas. It was getting real choppy but I was making it alright. NOthing I hadn't battled before. Pretty basic. Some waves, some wind, some spray. But, as I was coming about I lost focus and the boom caught me right on the forehead. Smash, blood everywhere, of course in the storm I had to show POISE. So I set the wheel for a course toward shore and proceeded to sew myself up. Pretty bad ass if you ask me. The boat suffered no damage.
So the beats suffered with this unfortunate accident:
Brutal face status right now (massive cut on the forehead with cuts on the nose)
The above results in limited to no action from girls, big setback for the summer
I'm flying to Boston this weekend so a bunch of people ranging from Richmond, DC, NYC, and Boston will stare and wonder what this idiot did, all I can do is tell them the real story
-'Killa