Was havin another good ski dream last night, per usual. Maybe closer to early morning but you get the idea. I was coming into this pill (like 15 footer or so) switch, and my brain was like, ok let’s do backslide b2. I hit it slightly switch tails for some reason, do the backslide, hold my shoulders back, and then bam explode the rotation around and try to land it. I somehow got it around despite having nothing to help spin myself (what makes that trick so fucked in real life lol), and just as I’m about to land and pulling my head around to spot the landing, BAM, a big fucking crash and I’m on my bedroom floor. I fucking spun / kicked myself off of my bed somehow, landed on my back, tailbone, knocked over my nightstand, and whacked the chair I have set up for my fan.
Slight lil bruise on my back. went to go take a leak cause I had to and as I’m walking I’m like damn what the actual hell that fucking hurt.
I’ve never been woke up in a more strange and confusing manner.
ski dreaming is dangerous my friends, be wary.