Unexpected Lutz, Part 2

I don't normally tell my coach about my skating dreams, firstly because I'd rather tell her about my actual practices. Secondly, unlike in real life, where she's supportive, positive and often just as giddy about my skating successes as I am, in my dreams my coach is often an oppressive, demanding, hot-headed monster. In this one, she was only nonchalant and inattentive, so I told her about it when I stopped to retie my skates.

 I've been doing half-flip and half-lutz for a while and Coach has had me start on some additional exercises to prepare for the full rotation jumps. "Feeling brave?" she asked after a few half-flips. "Sure, why not?" I replied and went for the single flip. I managed to get up and around and land on one foot, so not a bad result. Then on to half-lutz. I did a couple of those and she posed the same question: "Feeling brave?" and I gave her the same answer. "Sure, why not?" this time with a bit more hesitation. "After all," she called out as I set up for the jump, "it's your dream!"

 And it was the same result as the flip, up and around and landed on one foot. Was it my dream? I'd essentially just landed my first lutz! On my first try! Perhaps I should have been more excited. But it was under-rotated. And I'd already done it in my dream. Or maybe I was still dreaming.

My brain, like McKayla Maroney, was not impressed.

But now that I've gotten over my first time, real or dream, I'm hoping my brain can be in the moment when I go out and try it again, because I think I... I... I actually landed my first lutz!

Unexpected Lutz

Last night, I landed my first lutz.

And then I woke up.

Well, it didn't go quite like that. In my dream, I was in a lesson and we were running through my jumps. We got to half lutz and while I was setting up, I just decided I wanted to try a full rotation and *bam* I landed it. Coach was non-chalant. "Okay, do it again." Had she even seen it? I skated back out, set up and again *bam* single lutz. "Okay," coach said without feeling and instructed me to do the next element.

"This must be a dream," I thought in my dream, because there's no way my coach would send me out to do a half lutz, watch me land a single which I'd never attempted before and not even show any emotion. Still, I woke up with a feeling of accomplishment that stuck with me the rest of the day. I landed my first single lutz! (Note to self: it was a dream, remember?)