I used to do high jump at school (I was a li'l athlete - hard to believe, I know - and it did nothing to help the 80's goth image I was trying to cultivate) but when people started doing Fosberry Flops (sp?) - where you effectively bounce and twist yourself over backwards and just kind of hope that you hit the nice comfy mat rather than the hard, splintery gym gloor - I knew I had to bow out gracefully by painfully twisting my knee.