I leaped over a light beam and injured myself. Never in my life have I broken a bone before. Thank goodness no video camera captured the moment or it would have gone viral on the internet. Many times before, I have leaped over the light beam that triggers the garage door to stop when something is in its path. Full of energy and in the excitement of the moment, I jumped a little too high; the garage door struck my head, knocking me to the concrete. A three-point landing broke my left (dominate) hand, made black and blue a toe on my right foot, and broke a case in my shirt pocket. X-rays verified no broken rib but pain did not confirm the finding. Someone said, “I bet you never jump over a light beam again.” My response was, “To the contrary, long before the pains subsided, I began a daily practice of improving my jumping over the light beam.”
