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So I had a pretty severe ankle sprain yesterday, which pissed me off because I'm not going to be able to train Parkour/Freerunning/Tricking for a few weeks... but then I remembered that my training space wasn't limited to the waking world
And so last night...

Lucidity: 8/10
Control: 6/10 - didn't really use dream control, other than controlling my own dream body.
Vivacity: 8/10

I'm in my mom's car on the left rear seat; we're on a road with a forest on the right and some bushes on the left. I reality check for a reason that I can't remember: four fingers!! I tell my mom that I'm dreaming as I reach for the door handle, and my mom reminds me that I have important goals in mind (I asked my Subconscious to not let me drift out of high lucidity and do unproductive stuff - I find it easier to view my subconscious as a person, it makes it easier to ask for stuff ).
I open the door and jump out of the car, and I start flying close to the ground. From my point of view it looks a lot like I imagine long boarding at high speed.



My mom catches up to me in with the car.
"You could train parkour!" she shouts.
So we're finally working together, uh?...Thanks, Subconscious.
I stop and step back onto the ground. I'm feeling a presence next to me. I can't really see him, but from a 3rd person view, I realize that there is some kind of half ghost, half human dude flying at my left. I immediately "know" that he is the dream personification of my Subconscious.
"So, what do you want to do?" He asks.
"I need to train here (in the dreamworld) so I don't loose all of my skills. What about corks?" (it's a kicking and twisting flip).
I throw and land a few corks but I'm not rotating enough, it doesn't look good.
"You could try to kick more towards your opposite shoulder," my Subconscious suggests.
I take his advice, and almost magically, I land my corks much better; I am actually feeling like this would work very well in real life.
Because I feel like I've learned something, I decide to move onto something else. As I walk under a bridge, I remember that some people on the forum believe that you can heal yourself from a dream.
Meh, why not try? It's not like I'd loose anything.
So I sit down and grab my injured leg; I concentrate on it and I try to send energy into it.
"I'll see if it worked when I wake up," I tell my Subconscious.
I wake up.

My foot is feeling a little bit better, but I assume it's just natural recovery - I'll keep trying to heal it in my dreams though, you never know
I'm obviousy not able to test if my subconscious' advice about corks works in real life, so I'll have to wait until recovery. Until then though, I'll keep training in my dreams