I was starting to get sick.  I was still recovering from a strained neck, bruised talibone and a chronically sore lower back.  Yet I couldn’t resist when the call came.  My cousin knows the mascot, and he needed someone to do a skit during a timeout at the Raptors game.  In return, I’d get free seats and would meet someone who I might work with on future house-related projects.

When we got there, we got to prepare in the tunnel where the Dance Pak was getting ready.  The mascot purposely sent for us a bit earlier than necessary so we could ogle at them.  Meh.  I was feeling a bit too sick and nervous to try anything with them.  We put the sumo-wrestling suits on, got a few practice hits in and rushed out.  It all went by so quickly, but the feeling of being on the court in front of 15000+ people is hard to match.  Everything went well — I got knocked down a few times by the Raptor but was still feeling ok.  Just as we were about to leave the court though, he came and knocked me down again — and then he jumped on top of me.  That one hurt.  I felt a  sharp pain in my lower back, the same back that has been bothering me since last August.

Now my body feels like crap, I walk funny and my sore throat has gotten worse to the point where it’s painful to swallow and my ears hurt.

If I could turn back time, I’d do it again though!