Ack! Tuck and roll! Last year I was cutting up a wind-downed dead tree above the driveway. I had my chainsaw in my right hand and went to hop on top of and over a little one-foot high wall onto the driveway. Unfortunately, there was a loop of ivy on top into which my left foot became entangled. I already had forward momentum, so I'd reached the point of no return. Time slowed down. What went through my head was, "Tuck and roll! Tuck and roll!" So as I was going down, I reached across my body with my right arm and chainsaw, and let that rotation pull me around so I was rolling sideways when I hit. Not even a scrape. I'd managed to distribute the shock over my right side and back such that I didn't even end up sore. I just sat there and laughed. And thought - "I'm getting too old for this!" But then I seem to think that a lot lately ;p

Cats on the lap are said to be good therapy for bruised knees.