Monday

I ran in the morning. Slow.

Static line jump with SOV3 at night. Nauseous from whatever I brought back from Mexico. I got some cipro to combat that. Did touch and gos for a half hour waiting for it to get dark. Two of my chemlites did not work and after I jumped out the door at 135 knots, I got multiple twists, 5 or 6. Forgot to hit my strobe light. Within a hundred feet of the ground I caught a gust that rapidly pushed me in a different direction than the wind was blowing. I'm still confused by what happened. Landed fine though. Stepped to the ground like walking out an elevator.