Today at work I decided to do a really stupid thing. We offer toddler basketball classes and have a lower goal that is made to hang on the existing rim. It is a good idea, however it is hard for two out of shape women to maneuver. Especially when perched on a rickety volleyball stand. Wrestling it onto the goal was especially tricky due to the added metal to protect the permanent backboard from players who like to hang on the goal during their dunking attempts. We finally got it into place and locked into position.
The stupidity took place when I thought I could get it down by myself. First of all, I'm scared of heights. As in when I stand on shaky volleyball stands. This removable backboard weighs about 45 lbs. No biggie. HA! I unscrewed and released the orange rim and got it safely down. After climbing back up, I released the safety lock and unhooked the backboard from the permanent rim. That is when everything went south rather quickly. Stuck between a rock and a hard place, I realised there was no way I could move. The ground was too far away to just let go of the backboard and it was too heavy for me to lift it back over my head and onto the stand. Just about the time I was on the verge of screaming, a man playing basketball with his son mercifully looked over and witnessed my dilemma. Running to my rescue he took the board hanging from my hands. I thanked him profusely and told him that I had bitten off more than I could chew. Never again will that be happening.