Are you ready to lose control?

Our goal was to climb. Just hike up the mountain and bask in the glow of a beautiful day. Katrina and I had some of our best talks climbing up that mountain. I was having a ball just running down some of the steeper slopes but I always had to wait for her at the bottom because her motto was "Don't run. You WILL fall." I really didn't mind the wait though. And when she told me how she really admired my ability to just lose control and run down the slopes, well I wanted to show her just how fast I really could go. So I turned to her and said, with more fate involved than I knew at that moment, "ARE YOU READY TO LOSE CONTROL!!" (Seriously, who says that?) And proceeded to sprint down the steepest, longest slope yet. I was going SO FAST. And it was about halfway through this slope that I realized that gravity wanted to go faster than my feet did. I knew it was coming, but once I hit that little dip... BIFF!! I slid maybe 5 feet on my thigh. Dust went EVERYWHERE. Easily the funnest moment of that week. Katrina found me laughing uncontrollably and so together we contemplated the meaning of my words "lose control." All of my life I have been a generally cautious person, unwilling to take risks or disturb the peace. Well, to make a long story short (don't worry I'll fill you in on the long boring details little bits at a time) my life isn't really like that anymore.