My dumbest ski injury was an accumulation of several things this summer. Two weeks prior I had been pushing my wife to practice jump one evening. She had already slalomed once that morning and had just finished her best slalom set ever, and I convinced her she should go jump. She finally gets ready goes out with zero energy and on her 3rd plop and 3rd fall in row she has a funny twist and fractures a bone in her foot. Fast forward 2 weeks, the Dr says she wont make it any worse go at our own pain threshold. So I order her a reflex for slalom and trick, because she can't get her foot in a rubber binding and because I feel really guilty. So about 11:30 that night I'm getting everything setup and I decide to trim the back of the reflex boot so it doesn't catch when the upper part rotates back. I've got the box knife out carving away and I realize where my left hand is that is holding the boot, and before I can stop I slice my wrist open. I was back home by 1:30 that night with 6 stitches and by 6pm that evening I ran my 32mph/15 pass for the first time, picking up a couple buoys. If I recall the wife had told me not to ski that evening, she now says it looks like I can't take the pressure of skiing when she see my wrist and something about Karma.