Learning to Flip

Lauren Montgomery is 24 years old, and living in San Francisco, California. Currently she is in a southern suburb, visiting her sister and recently titled brother-in-law.

Upon entry into the apartment Lauren notices a pull-up bar positioned in the center of the living room.

“When did you get a pull-up bar, and why is it in the center of the living room?” She asks, immediately walking over to check it out.

“Scotty bought it this morning and we haven’t found a place to keep it yet,” Says Danielle, following her over to the bar.

Lauren climbs on top and sits, surveying the room: a small living area with a galley sized kitchenette on the side. There is obviously no room for a free standing pull-up bar in the apartment.

Scotty emerges from the bedroom. “What are you doing up there?” he asks.

“Just sitting, now I’m flipping,” Lauren says, letting herself fall backwards. She kicks her lets behind her and lands on her feet with her arms still holding the bar.

“How’d you do that?” Scotty asks.

“What do you mean, ‘How’d she do that?’ everyone used to do that in elementary school on the playground,” Danielle says. She climbs onto the bar and expertly performs the same flip.

“Let me try,” Scotty says. He is noticeable better built then the present company and therefore feels he will have no problem with this new found maneuver.

Scotty pulls himself onto the bar in an actual pull-up, and sits on top. “What do I do now?”

 “Just fall backwards without letting go,” Lauren says.

“And kick your feet behind you as you fall,” Danielle adds.

“Alright, I’m gonna do it.” Scotty says, noticeably frightened. He silently counts to 3 and lets himself fall backwards, failing to kick his feet over.

“What are you doing?” Danielle asks.

“Just push the bar with your feet,” Lauren says.

“I can’t, I’m scared.” Scotty says, and starts to pull his feet between himself and the bar.

“Pussy,” Danielle says.

Scotty now has one of his legs through the bar, but has gotten the other one stuck on the heel of his sneaker. He is dangling in mid air, and begins to panic. “What if I fall on my head?”

“You’re one foot off the ground!” Danielle says.

“You won’t fall on your head, just lean forward and you’ll fall on your back,” Lauren says. Both girls are failing miserably at hiding their laughter.

Scotty decides to go for it, and quickly yanks his foot through the bar. He succeeds in knocking off his shoe which then kicks him in the face. He follows up by landing directly on his back. Looking up Scotty sees two women giggling like school girls, and knows it is at him.

“I could have broken my neck.” Scotty says.

“No you couldn’t,” says Danielle between fits of giggles.

Lauren cannot stop laughing long enough to comment.