Lisa Sabin’s - Running And Being

It was a beautiful sunny day and I stepped outside to take out the garbage. Murphy, our golden retriever puppy stared at me with his paws up against the window as I tried the door. He wasn’t able to let me in. I locked myself out! Phil was supposed to be out late. The kids weren’t due home for 2-3 hours. I didn’t have my cell phone. I had just let Murphy out onto the back deck, so I knew the door was unlocked. I lifted myself up onto the garage and pulled myself up to the upper roof. I carefully made my way across the roof and contemplated jumping onto the deck. This would require me hanging from the gutter and I’m not sure it would sustain my weight. I thought about scooting off my butt and just jumping, this might risk ankle damage. I spotted the trampolene. My kids used to jump off the deck onto the trampolene when I wasn’t looking. They also jumped from the trampolene, grabbed the deck and climbed up. Hmmmm. I’m 42, not 16, so I don’t really feel comfortable trying to jump and grab the deck railing. I decided to get off the roof and try climbing onto the deck. I managed to climb up one of the poles of the trampolene. I precariously placed one foot on the top of the trampolene pole and grabbed the railing of the deck. I was able to pull myself up enough to get my other foot up onto the deck. Then I had to pull my body up and over the railing. Somehow I managed to do this without breaking any bones. My left hip isn’t very happy though. I may need a chiropractic adjustment! Oh well, at least I got in.