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The original was posted on /r/tifu by /u/One_Science8349 on 2024-09-15 03:46:07+00:00.

This happened today. I am 45 and I live a pretty quiet life. I have a professional career, I knit, I garden, and I bake cookies. I’m a grandma for Christ’s sake but I’m still a punk rocker at heart.

The husband had zero interest in the bands (tasteless heathen) so he was hanging out in the shade while I went down closer to the stage. I haven’t seen some of these bands in over 20 years and well guys, I couldn’t help myself. I jumped in the pit.

It was a tame pit, most of us were middle aged, but somehow I made contact with the wrong person in the wrong way and lost my footing. I went down on the asphalt HARD and rolled. Some sweet guy snatched me up and set me on my feet and I was right back at it but once the adrenaline wore off. Damn. I fucked up.

I banged up my wrist, I’ve got a good case of road rash on my leg, shoulder, and arm, and I tore my hand up nicely. I’m already pretty sore and I know I’m going to have many physical regrets tomorrow but i won’t regret the memories.

TL;DR I got in a mosh pit when I’m officially too old for that shit.