And that was the first and last cartwheel I ever tried to do.
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Agreed. The eyes have it.
Thank you for reinforcing my wisdom in never trying a cartwheel. Ever.
That’s quite a large cast for such a thin arm. How did it stay on?
That’s just the sling, you can’t even see my cast!
I’ve never been able to do a cartwheel either. Now I am so grateful I never broke anything in all my fruitless attempts.
Me too. I hated that kind of rolling yourself sports, especially when it was in your PE class…
Happens every time
Great 
Even though I can do a cartwheel even now, I won’t because I am sure to break something else. Like the floor.
Eh. Cartwheels are overrated! Especially when you’re old enough to drink instead.
Good point.
My first cartwheel, I learned that you come down really hard on the ground when you don’t put your feet down first, and that the boys get a big thrill out of your underwear. Both better than a broken arm.
Awesome drawings! XD
I love a good smile, and you really got me to smile this time! I adore your blogs, and this one especially, cause as a little girl, you always tried to do those damned cartwheels, that everyone else tried to do, and I ended up flat on my arse, thinking… ”WTF, how?” And I never quite made it, maybe because I sucked at gymnastics? XD Ahem…
The one where your head hits the ground. That’s exactly how I picture I looked during my first cartwheel. But I was fortunate enough to not break my arm. And to learn how to do them without using my head.
I was the girl in the pink dress as kid. Not, literally, just in terms of cartwheeling. I wasn’t a girl as a kid….this got awkward.
My experience also with cartwheels. I adore your blog.
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