Jumping Journal: January 29, 2007

Get down on it.  Get down on it.  It seemed that way tonight toward the end of the evening.

 

A little milder weather, mid teens with clear skies, made for a nice evening of jumping.  It does seem strange after last winter and then again earlier this winter to have such nice conditions over the past week.  The last year or so has seen the need to be out doing hill work, big hill work, every couple of days to have anything at all to jump on.  The past week has seen just the opposite.  The weather forecast right now through the weekend and into early next week is calling for more of the same.  I'm not complaining any at all, I'm not that big of a fool.

 

The first jump of the night was a little strange.  I felt like I was off balance most of the way down the inrun.  Supposedly I also jumped early, very unusual.  To say the jump didn't go very far would be rather correct, it was somewhere around 28-30 meters.

 

The second jump went better and the third jump was even better yet.  By jump three I was getting down close to 33 meters.

 

Cannonball popped up onto the coaches stand around jump five and he decided to yell at me for not jumping. So I headed down the inrun and jumped, only I jumped with the chest instead of just the legs.  I didn't even realize that the jump was chesty until he told me about it as I passed by him going back up.

 

Jump six I decided to keep the chest down.  I really kept the chest down and ended up probably being one of the most correct jumps that I have ever had.  I was way down toward the ski tips, enough so that I asked Cannonball if I had thrown my feet out in front of me.  It felt very smooth and I don't remember trying to back out of the jump even though I was way out over the tips.

 

Jump seven was the same with even better distance, 35 meter range.

 

I decided, like a fool, to go up for another jump.  I had pretty much the same jump again except I didn't keep me head up and let my body drop down as I went into the transition.  I ended up falling down, right on the left hip that is black and blue right now thanks to the crash yesterday and the fall I took last weekend while making snow in Newport.  Fortunately, it wasn't a hard hit but it was a crash nonetheless.  It didn't really surprise me to have the crash, I wouldn't be surprised to see more crashes coming in the next week or so, the head games are priceless.

 

I made up my mind that I wasn't going to end the night like that so I went up for one more jump.  When I went to put on the skis I noticed that one of my cords had broken and the other one had stretched out on the crash. I knew that it was just going to be a simple jump without really trying to make anything out of the jump.  Even as simple as I tried to make it the left ski tip still really came up in my face.  I was planning on changing the cables on the binding tomorrow anyways so I guess the old saying holds true, "Everything always works out for the best...".

 

Crash