During snow days this February, my friends and I had a brilliant idea. Being the idiots we are, we strapped on some rollerblades, conveniently forgot that none of us knew how to rollerblade, and set out on a hallway adventure. What seemed at first to be some casual wipeouts, set up a scene for an incident that would cause me to laugh harder than I have in a long time.
We started by just rollerblading up and down the hall with a casual spill, but this became too trivial for us within a few minutes. I'm not sure who, but one of us got the brilliant idea that the person on the roller blades would go to one end of the hallway, while another one of us would run behind them to build up momentum and give them a little push to let them fly. On the first few tries, we were all extremely hesitant, scared to get anyone moving too fast. Being the daredevil that I am, I insisted that everyone was being wimpy and commandeered the rollerblades for my personal use. Just as I was tying on the second blade, my third roommate, an ex-soccer player, returned home. I insisted that Kylee would be the person that would push me.
Let me preface this. Kylee is the only person that I know who lives life with as much disregard of fear as I do. Because she hadn't seen any of the other runs, she had no idea how much momentum to give me. Just because she is someone who gives her all in everything she does (in addition to her extremely muscular legs and long stride), she started booking it down the hallway. I got halfway down the hall way and I was flying. Before I knew it, she had let go. There was a moment of perfect clarity, where I was staring at my other two roommates, with cameras in hand, at the other end of the hall and felt like I was on top of the world.
Lets just say that feeling did not last for long. In a split second, all 5'11 inches of me, dressed in baggy sweatpants and a shirt with my roommate's grandma, came crashing down. My butt skid across the floor for a solid few inches and my knee banged into the wall with a lot of force. The moment I wiped out every single one of us fell into a fit of unrestrained laughter. There were tears streaming down our face and no one could even catch their breath. The reason it was funny, is that you knew that it was coming. There is this tremendous tension that is built up while I fly down the hallway, and a monstrous release when the inevitable happened, epic failure.
This incident had a tremendous affect on all of us. I can't even count how many times we have watched that video. I think this situation of unrestrained laughter created an extreme effect of solidarity between us. It is a moment in our lives that we will never forget, because it really was that funny. This was a specific moment in my life where I really was able to see the bonding effect of laughter and its ability to bring people together.
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