Stuck on the roof
This is a long story, but a good one....
Sunday morning, 6/12/05, I go for a run. I've got my under armor running clothes on and I get back and I talked myself into weed whipping as I was all sweaty and it needed to be done. Then, since I'm all dirty, I decide to clean my gutters.
I get my ladder and climb on to the roof with my trusty homemade gutter cleaner (a four foot broom handle with a gutter elbow screwed to it and cut open on the top). I get that all done and I grab the hose, turn it on and climb back up the ladder to really wash out the down spouts good. I do two of the downspouts and when I go to the third, the hose hits the ladder and knocks it down. I'm stuck on the roof! I can't see any other houses from my house and nobody was going to be visiting me the rest of the day - no cell phone with me either. What could I do....
I determined I could jump on to the deck approximately 7 feet down. This would risk not only my gutters and but also my ankles and with my first marathon a less than week away, I wasn't going to do that. So I grabbed the hose and lassoed a branch.
Now for the funny/embarrassing piece...I was in my good running clothes and I didn't want to risk ripping them on a sharp edge, so since I can't see any other houses from my house, I took them off and Tarzaned down in my tightie whities.
It worked out real well, right after I got down I ran in and grabbed my phone and took this photo. If things didn't work out that well, I would have had a lot of explaining to do if I would have been found unconscious and only in my underwear on the deck.



