End of Week 4

We only flew one day this week due to the weather (we still usually had 10 hour days) but Friday I had my 2nd no puke flight. I went to the chair a lot during the week and I think that helped to keep my body used to it. Flying Friday was awesome, ya I messed up a lot, but I got into a competitive mode against myself to the point where the I was yelling more than the IP. (Mom don't read the rest of this one) While in the area I was refreshing myself on all of our maneuvers including spins. The second spin I was using a little aileron to keep it wings level while I induced the spin. Usually spin starts slowly and gradually progresses to a steady spin, since I had a little aileron it skipped the slow roll and went right into a fast spiral straight down. My head slammed to the left as I heard "OH FXXX" The IP took the aircraft and eventually brought it wings level after losing about 4,000 ft. I wasn't ever worried, probably because I didn't know I needed to be worried, but he said that was the only time (in the T-6) he has wanted to go straight home, crawl under his bed, and cry. We just flew around real easy and gentle for a little bit after that. No more spins on that day.