🪂 FREEFALL #03 — NOTHING FANCY, JUST FLIGHT
Tracking the fall, logging the rise.
📆 May 10, 2025 — 4 jumps, 1 good day
Today wasn’t about danger.
It wasn’t about breakdowns or lessons learned the hard way.
It was just a day in the sky that felt good.
And that’s rare enough to deserve its own entry.
We were back in the big plane.
That alone made a difference: there was room to breathe, no crushed legs, and full blood flow.
The body felt ready. Clear. Recovered.
The kind of jump day that doesn’t fight you, it welcomes you.
REPETITION OVER REACTION
I worked barrel rolls again.
Nothing new or flashy, just reps.
Staying stable. Recovering clean. Feeling the rotation in full control.
That’s the goal now: not to impress, but to engrain.
Under canopy, I played with 360° turns.
Fast and back-to-back, letting the speed accumulate with each one.
The kind of movement that reminds you just how much control you actually have
and how much margin you still don’t.
And for the first time, I landed perfectly straight.
No runout. No stumble. Just glide, flare, stand.
Simple, but earned.
JOY IN THE PROCESS
What stood out the most today wasn’t a trick.
It was the feeling.
I smiled from the plane to the door.
I laughed with others. The vibe was social, light, alive.
I wasn’t thinking about performance.
I was just… present.
Even the fourth jump, at 6 p.m., after a full day, felt right, even if the exit was off.
I was tired. The body was less sharp.
But I knew why. And that awareness alone kept it safe.
Because this sport doesn’t forgive fatigue.
But it rewards awareness.
Some days you fight for control.
Some days you just fly.
Today, I flew.
And that’s enough.
So sick!