last night for fhe we decided to play some water balloon volleyball, however, i am pretty sure by the lack of room at all well know parks that every other fhe group at byu-i decided to do the same. we finally remembered that we knew of a tiny little park, park saint park, hidden away in a quiet little neighborhood, so we headed over there. luckily for us, we had the space we needed to play the game. this park is more a small field than a real park, but they do have 2 swings, a really old metal slide, and, my favorite, an old metal merry go round. after we were done with the water balloon volleyball some of us decided to re-live our childhood and take a whirl on the merry go round.
not the actual merry go round.
we were all doing great and loving it. one of our fhe brothers decided that we were not going quite as fast as we should be going and told us to hold on because he was going to make it go as fast as he could. so we all took a tight grip and there he went. let me tell you, he wasn't kidding when he said he was going to go fast. it was super fast. after a little bit of him twirling us he stopped and i thought, here we go, just ride it out to the end, so i loosened my grip a little and began to enjoy myself when i feel a sudden burst of speed, he was pushing again. as soon as i felt that little burst of speed i knew it, i was going to be coming off of that merry go round, and not at all in a pleasant way. my tuck and roll method wasn't quite as effective as i had hoped. i ended up having my head and shoulder scrape along the ground for a little bit. (my roommate caty described it like this, "you know in the movie cool runnings, when the bobsled flips over and the sledders heads are all scraping along the ice and they look all bent funny and you are sure they are going to break something, thats what you looked like, only your head was in gravel." needless to say, as i sat up from my glorious fall my entire fhe group surrounded me asking if i was okay. i was. i really was. i mean, i could tell that it hurt, and that i was probably scraped up, but other than that, i was good. they weren't sure i was telling the truth, but i was fine. all in all, i left wondering if merry go rounds were really as fun as i had always remembered them, or if really, they were death traps waiting to happen. after a little more time of being able to ponder it i've decided, as long as you don't let derek spin you really fast (or know he is going to double spin and not single spin) and you maybe choose a really good spot where you aren't likely to slip off, merry go rounds are still pretty much wonderful. after everyone had finally decided i was okay derek did his best to make the situation less awkward by saying, "who wants me to spin them next?" seeing as i am a good sport i replied, "me!" only thing is, i really did kinda wanna go again, but of course my roomies wouldn't let me. boring. haha. all in all i was glad that i was okay and that i didn't break my neck or anything. i'm always grateful when the Lord looks out for me and keeps me safe.
scripture of the day:
Proverbs 29:25 The fear of man bringeth a snare: but whoso putteth his trust in the Lord shall be safe.
today i am thankful for:
* protection.
* merry go rounds.
* priesthood holders who were ready, worthy, and willing to give me a blessing if necessary.
* friends who care about me.
* that i didn't end up with a bald spot on my head.
* ice water.
<3.
