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Well, stories don't get much worse than this. A 14-year-old boy in China was killed when his chair exploded, sending chunks of metal into his rectum. The bleeding this caused killed him. The alleged explosion came from the gas cylinder that was in the base of the chair, the part that allowed the user to adjust the seat up and down. source:
Gizmodo
I actually forgot the exact number of steps before getting to the top.
Random thought:
Wouldn't it be pleasant if the path to heaven is as direct and simple as this?
The reason that I've been wearing glasses since time being is that I am blind.--literally and figuratively.
Well, this particular incident was truly more of an intuition than mere red flags and red lights saying hello before me.
It was my nephew's 4th birthday and we took all of the staff and their families on an outing at La Mesa Eco Park which is a convenient 10 minute drive from our place. Em being the only grand child, the grandparents opted for nothing but the best. We made reservations with the park including their newest attractions: Zorb Ball, Zipline, Rappelling, Wall Climbing, and Paint Ball. Other delicacies on the side dish are: Boating, Fishing, Biking, Swimming, Horseback Riding, etc. So after the much awaited Lechon arrived, everyone went in for the kill and started piling up calories which are to be burned on the latter part of the day.
I wish I spared 3 minutes or less in doing some stretching but the laziness in me dominated my entire being. The first red flag started wavering itself before my imaginative mind when Dad, Me and the birthday kid went on boating. I was determined to tone [at least] my arm pets which have been saggier and bouncier than ever. I volunteered on taking charge of the rowing but several minutes after proving myself incapable of properly maneuvering the vessel, Dad had to take the other paddle and share the burden of rowing with me.
Second stop was the Wall Climbing. Looks chicken but it's NOT. IT'S NOT. IT'S SOOO NOOOOT. Okay, maybe it is but it's NOT in the case of a pig like me. There were several Chinese kids who went in before me and theycertainly made it look effortless in their tiny little frames and fresh, pale faces. When my turn finally came up, I asked the assistant to lend me some tips considering it's my first time. Kuya was kind enough to spare a minute or less to brief me. Then he said it: "Climb on."
The first few steps, or should I say climb, was easy. But I realized that I have no endurance after leaving college. But still, I went up with mental debates on which rock I should land my foot unto and which rock I should hang myself from. I was about 3/4s on the way when exhaustion caught up with me and I had to pause for a breather. There was actually a time where I really was gonna slip. But I convinced myself that I'll be in for a lot of frustration if I let myself fall when I was that close to the top. So yeah, I managed to finish the climb. But when my feet got back on the ground, reality kicked in.--painfully. I ached in muscles and places that I never even knew existed. I knew there's the occasional deltoids, triceps and biceps but I forgot about the sternocleidomastoids and trapezius and pectoris. Bottomline, I was in a lot of muscle pain. Not the cramping or spasming kind of pain but more of the ouch-i-should've-stretched-first-before-climbing-on-that-wall pain.
Afterwards, I managed to effortlessly glide through the Zipline but I listened to my body and made a pass with the Rappelling before I bury myself further into more pain that may render me bed-ridden.
It's been two days since that muscle-straining chapter of my life and I am still sore.
So before you plunge into a whole new activity, make sure to slow down, take a breather, and stretch those slumbering nerves and muscles.
