Somewhere on one of my social media accounts is perhaps the only video evidence that I once did something really stupid.

I’m not giving away the platform because as I write this, just a few select people know that this short video exists.

No, I didn’t have someone film me beating up a guy in the street after an NFL game because he had the audacity to wear another team’s jersey. I did not berate a woman in the stands at a game because she was rooting against my team. I also did not pull a Jeffrey Toobin during a Zoom call with colleagues.

My stupid human trick happened on a sledding hill in snowy Chardon (possibly redundant) in January 2010. I took the Princess and one of her friends sledding with a lifelong friend of mine and his daughter and son.

Everyone was having a great time until my friend challenged me to take on a makeshift jump someone had constructed on the right side of the hill. I didn’t have the proper snowboard for the job, but a girl from another group handed me her snowboard.

Her last words to me — as if she sensed this was going to go horribly wrong — were: “Whatever you do, don’t let go of the board when you hit the jump.”

I had done the math in my head, but as a recovering sportswriter, my math skills are limited to batting average, ERA and keeping track of basketball and football stats while eating hot dogs and popcorn.

I figured since I was carrying about 50 more pounds than I was the last time I stood atop a sledding hill — probably during the Reagan Administration — there was no way I’d pick up enough speed for anything bad to happen.

As was often the case in Algebra 1 and Algebra 2, my equation did not add up nor did I follow that little girl’s instructions.

I remember thinking I was traveling much faster than I should have been as I approached the jump. For a split-second I considered bailing, but with 50-60 people — including The Princess, my friend and his kids — at the top of the hill watching, I couldn’t do that.

So, of course, I hit the jump, went airborne and … let go of the board at the peak of my ascent. Next came a rolling descent to the right. I landed on my right shoulder and head on what felt like a cold, asphalt parking lot.

I wanted to just stay in the snow until I lost consciousness and died, but again, with everyone watching — and laughing now — I popped to my feet as if I’d just nailed an Olympic gold medal-winning jump. I tried my best not to let on just how much that landing hurt, but there was no hiding it.

When I say “popped to my meet” I mean I staggered to my feet and stumbled around dazed before I struggled up the hill with what I later came to suspect was my first and only concussion — so far, anyway.

And, of course, my friend captured it all on his cellphone. Considering how hard he was laughing, he should have won an Oscar for Best Director.

It was indeed one of the dumbest things I’ve ever done. But as most people who’ve known me for any length of time, there have been others.

But because I was lucky enough to be born a Gen Xer, the rest of them were captured on video so future generations could point and laugh. I can definitely come up with multiple columns about the silly things we did as kids or teenagers that only those who were there to see it know about. The other nice thing about being a certain age is that there is a good chance some of your contemporaries are also so old that they’ve forgotten all about it.

These days, some people willingly allow themselves to be recorded on video being stupid. Sometimes they record themselves doing stupid human tricks. Just look at the three examples I mentioned earlier. The two obnoxious football fans apparently lost their jobs after they were identified by internet sleuths. Toobin’s CNN appearances initially ended, but after enough time passed and the public at large moved on to other idiots on video, he eventually returned to the news channel as if nothing happened.

Then recently there were the two gentlemen who allegedly filmed themselves destroying a Walmart restroom in Liberty.

The problem isn’t the ubiquitous cellphones. It is the utter lack of shame that has taken hold in America. People know that they’re likely going to be on video when they do something stupid, criminal or just obnoxious, and they’re completely unfazed. Sometimes, again, they purposely do these things fully intending to post the video.

I’d like to think that with my recently acquired AARP membership, my stupid-on-video days were brief and over now. With age comes wisdom (I hope), and I don’t think I’ll be flinging myself down a sledding hill now that I’m practically a seasoned citizen. I’m in no hurry to break a hip or my neck or to be relentlessly ridiculed. I can accomplish the last item simply by putting a few hundred words in this space every week.

That is quite enough for me.

Ed Puskas is editor of the Tribune Chronicle and The Vindicator. Reach him at 330-841-1786 or at epuskas@tribtoday.com.