Re: [Keithor] No response required (Mentoring)
Just saw my last post on this thread was over 2 years ago.
I stayed away from here for a little while in part because I wasn't happy with myself for fucking up as badly as I did, and in part because I wasn't sure if my journey would or should continue. So here it goes for the latest albeit delayed update.
Spring 2014 I got back in the air with a few jumps and took a skydiving course. The weekend after the course I traveled to do some fun jumping and stop worry so much about an end goal and more to just have some fun. New DZ, new people, 20 jumps on the season and I found myself in a very shitty situation. Close to another canopy in the air, winds I probably shouldn't have jumped in and low turned to avoid some obstacles and crashed into a parking lot. End result: broken femur with some crazy new titanium, many pins inside and outside of foot and a LONG recovery ahead. Walking again was questionable let alone jumping. So needless to say the 2014 season was gone.
After about 5 months I was permitted to weight bare again on my femur and my foot, and so I went to the tunnel to at least see if the itch could be scratched. I spent a considerable amount of time tunnel flying and trying to convince myself that I could actually get to the open door of a plane again.
May 2015, 53 weeks to the day I pounded, i re-did an FJC at my local DZ with a coach I respect temendously. He insisted that I go to the radio box with him and watch some students land, and we talked quite a bit about do the survival skills jump I was going to do. He made me wait almost 6 hours after arriving to the DZ before we went for the jump. It really had me edgy waiting around, but I realized afterwards that he did it intentionally until the nerves settled enough that I could actually listen and focus with him. Jump time: Jump out, look at alti, practice handle touches, repeat.... problem was on the second set I lazily pulled the main PC by mistake in bad body position and wound up under about 7 or 8 line twists at 10,000 feet. All I could think at first was "Fuck a chop on my first jump back" I figured I had enough time and no spinning was happening so I kicked out of the line twists and practiced quite a few canopy drills. When I came down to pattern altitude I found myself in a very familiar and scary position, I was in winds I wasn't comfortable with (looking back the winds were fine I was just shitting my pants) and headed for the far side of the landing area by the taxi way. All in all the jump was fine, and I dealt with almost everything I was worried about in the first jump back.
The whole 2015 season was spent getting current and back on my gear, and just going out and enjoying the sport. I didn't worry too much about what any long term goals would, should or could be. I reached my 200th in October 2015, did some more jumps and jumped in the winter. Ill keep jumping and hope that this year along with what I've learned will keep me safe on the journey.
For anyone who is reading this that started skydiving for similar reasons, I know its hard to always hear people say enjoy the journey, its not just the 200 that matters etc. BUT not being able to bring a coffee from the kitchen to the living room for months sucks. Those months could have been fun skydiving, drinking, having sex (yeah when you bust a femur no sex boys, doctors orders), or straight up walking. Rushing usually sets you back in most things we do, an unforgiving sport like this it can be much worse.
Edited to include. I foolishly turned off my Gopro on the jump I hurt myself on so no shirt (not that it would have counted on a 170 Storm). And someone had recommended doing some CRW, Im trying to get a group together for an intro weekend and work on CRW this season (thanks for the tip).