From the Hip

I was really enjoying myself on Sunday while snowboarding at Giant's Ridge.  Just me and the hill (we're not going to call it a Mountain.  I don't even know if it's really a Ridge) and some fresh, fresh air.

I ran into my old friend Janel from International Falls and we took a few runs together.  She said something about how she loves to snowboard, but was skiing that day because she's without health insurance.  And suddenly I realized I. DON'T. HAVE. HEALTH. INSURANCE.  What a way to ruin a great day.  From then on I couldn't stop picturing my leg breaking.

(Of course I had to put the kibosh on maneuvers like this):

Isn't that what you thought of, right away?  No insurance?!  What about LEG breaking?  You are correct.

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So I'm telling this story at work, and my friend Lori goes, "there goes your hip."    Hip!  Seriously?  Now I gotta deal with broken HIP jokes?