It was a hot summer day in the stuffy gymnasium of Lahser High School. The women’s junior varsity volleyball team was warming up for the regional championship tournament that was taking place later that afternoon. My position on the team was the setter, only because I wasn’t tall enough to be a hitter. I was the only setter on the team, which meant I was forced to play throughout the entire game. During the first round of this very important tournament, we were winning by at least 12 points and everyone’s adrenaline was pumping. It was my turn to serve, and since we were ahead my coach told me to try a “jump serve” which I had only successfully conquered once in my lifetime. I carried-out the serve very well, but the landing not so much. As I was coming in for the landing, something went horribly wrong. The only way to describe the feeling that came over me in that moment would be to compare it to when you lose your footing on the stairs and you are kind of free falling but your facial expression just reads pure fear. So I landed with my right foot completely turned inward. The worst part was that since my serve actually made it over the net somehow, the point was still going on. I had to finish out that game with a sprained ankle, which was not an ideal situation. Needless to say, I was out for the rest of the season. The even worst part was that this series of cataclysmic events happened just days before I started my freshman year of high school. So I had to roll into my first day of high school in crutches. Eventually the bones healed, but my ankle never fully felt normal after the incident.
Three years later on yet another August day, I was sitting on the couch in my living room watching E! News, because I lived in Ohio and there is nothing else to do. Just to give some background information, I self-identify as an avid Jennifer Aniston fan. With that being said, when I head Ryan Seacrest announce that my girl Jen was engaged to Justin Whatshisface I couldn’t be more excited. I couldn’t wait to share the news with someone, so I started running to the kitchen to tell my mother. On the way there I forgot about the step that separated my living room and hallway and I tripped and fell on my ankle. Which ankle? The same one I hurt three years earlier. My mother laughed all the way to the doctor, where I referred to my current state of shame as “a flare up of a pre-existing injury.” Thankfully this time, I had only sprained my ankle joint. Was it worth it? Not at the time, but two years later this embarrassing event ended up positively impacting my life.
Thursday January 30th, 2014 started off as any other normal day. As a member of the Twitter community, I often use my account to connect with other people. Not only am I a huge fan of Jennifer Aniston, but I love Jimmy Fallon as well. Back when he was on Late Night With Jimmy Fallon, he had a segment called “Late Night Hashtags” where he would pick a topic and read his favorite tweets from his fans. Every week I would try and send in a clever tweet to be picked for his show, and each time I would be let down. One week the hashtag was “my dumb injury” and I automatically had the perfect story to share. I sent in my Jennifer Aniston story tweet, and went on with my day. That night I was sitting on my bed in my dorm room brushing my teeth, when all the sudden I heard Jimmy Fallon say my name on TV. I immediately froze mid brush and turned to look at my roommate. We both screamed and I fell off of my bed. I tried to catch my footing but instead once again landed awkwardly on my right leg and foot. I had re-injured my ankle, but this time it was totally worth it. I may have lost some dignity that day, but I did gain 100 new Twitter followers.