had a dunking dream last night. i walked into my elementary school gym, with my 4th-5th grade gym teacher already there setting up for class. i was going to participate in class. we greeted each other warmly -- he was a good teacher -- and then he kept placing cones or whatever. i was the first person to arrive other than him. there was a basketball hoop, and i decided to see how much height i'd lost on my vertical since i stopped training. to my surprise i got a couple knuckles cleanly over the rim on my first jump. he looked up and said, something like, "wow, nice jump." i said, "i used to be able to get higher, but now i'm only running so my vert's gone down." but i tried again and got even higher, mid-palm. by this point the gym was filling up with classmates, all also adults. we huddled in the corner (oddly, in retrospect, but it felt normal in the dream) waiting for class to start but i decided to try one more jump. i got at least an inch past my wrist, as high as i ever jumped in real life. i was shocked and amazed and really happy that i could still jump so high.
then i woke up.