A Quote by Sadie Sink

I worked with a skateboarding instructor for three hours every day. We would go to the park and do ramps. I had to wear a ridiculous amount of gear - elbow pads, knee pads, every kind of pad, plus a helmet - to stop myself from getting hurt.
I always felt stupid at the skate park. Everyone else is just wiping out and getting hurt, but they didn't even have helmets and knee pads - and I'm over here looking like some kind of marshmallow. I felt so ridiculous.
So who or what is to blame for baseball games that go on forever? Two oft-cited culprits are constant replay calls and batters who leave the box in between every pitch to adjust their gloves and helmet and shin guards and elbow pads and then knock the dirt off their cleats before working up their stride for the next at-bat.
Somebody who's learning how to ice skate for the first time would need skates, a helmet for head protection and elbow pads, because you do fall quite a bit.
My wife was gone, all other girls failed to cooperate, so I decided to wear a pouch of animal blood myself and test out my pads by wearing them myself. The discomfort I felt for those five days cannot be explained in words; I bow to every woman on earth for going through this every month.
I write every day weekdays for about 5 hours, mostly longhand on legal pads. It has gotten neither harder nor easier, sadly or happily.
It rolls off my back. Ridicule doesn't mean anything - even from people you're supposed to wear knee pads around, like the scientific community.
I've definitely had my share of calls where I just laugh. Someone came to me once and wanted to do a signature Hawk cologne. I was like, 'Of what? Sweaty pads? Am I wringing out my pads into a little perfume bottle?'
There is a way to practice hard and be physical without pads. You can still be a physical football team and be efficient in practice without pads. The 49ers practiced like that for a long period of time in the 1980s under Bill Walsh and were extremely successful when all the other teams were practicing in pads.
The idea came from my wife, since in our village, women cannot afford to buy sanitary pads. When I asked my wife, she told me we would have to cut down half of our milk budget to buy sanitary pads. Moreover, while raw materials for sanitary pads cost 10 paise, the end product was sold for 40 times that price. So, I decided to create it on my own.
Askin what happened to the feelin that her and me had, I pray so much about it, need some knee pads.
I started getting back into buying old analog gear while we were recording. Lots of old drum machines and synths. It wasn't a conscious thing. I didn't consider myself a collector, but boxes of vintage gear would turn up virtually every day.
Football really was my salvation in high school. For some kids it's art. For some it's music. For me, it was strapping on those pads, yanking that helmet over my head, and getting out there with the team.
The kind of crazy amount of fan following that I achieved from 'Ek Hazaaron Mein' was amazing. We used to get i-Pads as gift, Abercrombie and Fitch dresses from America. I had everything in the world.
Getting to wear Chanel is my version of a fairy tale. Not that I would wear it every day - my style is more jeans and T-shirts - but it's kind of fun.
Football is not a game for the weak of heart, because every day you've got a hundred reasons to take all those pads off and say, 'F-k it.'
I want my son to wear a helmet 24 hours a day. If it was socially acceptable I'd be the first one to have my kid in a full helmet and like a cage across his face mask.
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