Id just like to preface this post by saying a few of the pictures shown will not be very appealing so just a pre warning..

Now, lets just say I had a VERY wild experience a few days ago that I MUST tell you all about.. My first thought actually was, I cant wait to blog about this. Now… Let me start here, I love challenges, and seldom do I decline one unless I know beyond a shadow of a doubt that I have no chance in succeeding. So, I recently went on an open land safari at a wildlife reserve.  Among the animals there were cougars.. Now I love animals, and wildcats intrigue me (domestic [house] cats.. ehh not so much.) So my guide let me get out the safari truck and walk for a while to see if I could see any of these precious wildcats, he said “give them space if you see them and don’t get to close.” I thought those directions were simple enough. I began walking and sooner or later I could not see the truck, what I could see in the high grass however and just beyond that, a cougar…

My first reaction was, OMG I need to get back to the darn truck, second, don’t make any sudden movements but before I could complete my thought, the cougar spotted me and started running towards me… Now, this cougar was over 200 feet away, but that means nothing to me or an animal that can run up to 40 mph.  I took off running. I must say, I think I morphed into a cheetah. Either that or there were matches lit under my feet. My heart was racing. arms pumping. feet moving at lightening speed. I dont think I was breathing. My feet however found it appropriate to trip over some imaginary item in the open field, propelling my body forward and ripping my pants..  but whyyy?? To that, I’ll thank my white ancestors for the classic “trip at the most inappropriate time when you’re about to die” syndrome. I got up quickly and kept going.. I could see the jeep, my heart was pounding. I refused to look back and see where my challenger was plus I didnt wanna stop the momentum. I was sweating bullets. My driver saw me and swung the door open 30 feet away.. I finally made it to the truck.. He took his gun and shot it in the air a few times. This AUTOMATICALLY stopped the cougar in his tracks & I was no longer a target… Wild right?? I promise I had to be running almost 30 mph, no joke… This was the damage, a few days later after i’ve been home.. Warning:: gross pic, skip over if you dont like seeing wounds

Ok now I have a small confession… I never went on a safari, I wasnt chased by a cougar, but I did fall. Can you forgive me?? 😦 The real story im abt to tell you is not as cool.. and to be honest the damage on my leg doesnt match what really happened… Something as horrible looking as that needs a cool story right?? Admit it, I had you fooled didnt I??? I knew it.

Anyway, now that I have your attention, heres the truth… I took my sis for a workout since im her personal trainer, and rather than me biking with her this time I decided to wear my rollerblades. I figured this time I could get a decent workout while im out training her. We hit the trail and headed for our local state park where many go to exercise. After abt 4mi we headed on the trail back home.. Halfway home, I randomly tripped on _____ (I have yet to figure out exactly what I tripped over). Either way it stopped my blade and before I could catch it, I found myself in a position where the fall was inevitable.. bc of this I began to try and figure out the best way to fall causing the less damage. I turned my body to the side and my legs slid under me as I turned to the right.. I ripped a hole in my under armor pants and that was my original concern smh. My sis the actress was very worried. but I just brushed my hands off, rolled my pants up and got up a few minutes later. We got home and I was still in shock. I never fall on my skates EVER… actually, I never fall period.. But I must say, I thought my battle wound looked cool… and I will admit, I was going relatively fast. Now you see why I made up the cool story in the beginning?? Lol. I text my mother a picture, just bc I know she worries.. she called and asked was I wearing a helmet?? When I laughed and responded “no. im not 5,” she hung up on me smh Lol. I mean, this was a leisure/workout trail activity. I guess I shoudve been wearing elbow/knee pads with minnie mouse stickers as well. Nevertheless, It was a great workout and I still had fun..

Originally I was concerned with the fact that I completely ruined my expensive under armor pants but now as my leg pains me, I could care less… I think im off to a good recovery though & as soon as it heals up a little more, I will be back on my skates.. until then Ill be biking and doing everything else :).

Do you have any cool fitness stories?? Did my cougar story have you going?? Let me know.