“Even the most simple of living organisms, such as single-celled bacteria, are typically under intense selective pressure to evolve a response to avoid a damaging environment, if such an environment exists. Self-preservation is therefore an almost universal hallmark of life.” – Wikipedia
I managed to go through childhood and my teens pretty much unharmed, despite some reckless behaviour involving motocross riding among other things. Then something happened. In 2007 I broke my shinbone, where it connects with the ankle.
In 2010 I flew of my montain-bike going down-hill at 50km/h landing face first. I miraculously escaped with only a crushed upper jaw ridge, some dislocated teeth and a torn up face. Apparently over 5 hours of surgery and a few days in a hospital bed taught me nothing.
In May this year I managed to somehow tear the ligaments in my right hand ring finger, while surfing in England, leaving permanent damage. It should have ended here, it didn’t.
A few days ago I went with a friend to American Football practice and hurt my arm during warm up. Being there for the first time I didn’t think it was a good idea to start complaining so I fought through the practice best I could. When I came home I couldn’t move my elbow and after a sleepless night I went to the doctor. Turns out I have a broken radial bone along with a sprained elbow. Strangely this incident has made me more interested in starting to play football, self-preservation is obviously an instinct I lack.