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Sunday Jul 4, 2010 #
9 AM
Orienteering race 15:38 3.2 km (4:53 / km) +65m 4:26 / km
ahr:172 max:184 shoes: La Sportiva Cross Lite
North American Sprint Champs - College of the Rockies
Gave myself a good talking to last night and decided it was HTFU time. Even if I still felt crap, I was gonna go balls to the wall, screw how I felt during or how I might feel after.
Felt that familiar, hand of god holding you back, lethargic feeling during the warm up but pushed it into a box underneath the basement and forgot it was there. Slammed a Hammer Time and Mother Shot and headed to the start.
Paul P. (who won!) had warned of the terrain, a bland light green hillside dotted with clearings and a control basically on every worthy feature. So I was going to be very careful with the codes.
Bang, off, up the hill, first control on some pebbles in a clearing. Spike. Done.
Rinse and repeat 17 more times.
I was on fire. The course wasn't by any means difficult, but I was doing everything right - reading ahead, sometimes even 2 controls and even venturing into the 4th column of the control descriptions at times. Exiting correctly ('cept 15, but quickly corrected). Felt really good and strong for the most of it, actually had to remind myself to go faster a couple of times. Did feel a bit wheezy and heavy chested on the climbs though.
Spy Wyatt (1 min) coming through the spectator control, try to chase him down through the 2nd part, but he was always just that bit too far ahead.
Thomas makes me go in the basement in the finish chute. Unfortunately there was a fat guy sitting on the trap door to my basement. I struggle to push him off and get down there and make the last bit count.
The first words I hear from the announcer are 'not fast enough, but 4th for now', but that's music to my ears compared to yesterdays 'Patrick Saile from New Zealand'.
It was as perfect a run as I've gotten orienteering, only a 5 sec loss too far to the left on #6. I'm trying not to speculate how I could have done had I not been sick the previous week or if I totally hadn't abandoned structured speed work in the past 2 months and just being happy with a good race.
Still a great end to the weekend of races. Really liked the arena and spectator set up today - the 'red group' seeding worked really well. I think I'm coming round to the idea of finishing a carnival on a sprint.
Gave myself a good talking to last night and decided it was HTFU time. Even if I still felt crap, I was gonna go balls to the wall, screw how I felt during or how I might feel after.
Felt that familiar, hand of god holding you back, lethargic feeling during the warm up but pushed it into a box underneath the basement and forgot it was there. Slammed a Hammer Time and Mother Shot and headed to the start.
Paul P. (who won!) had warned of the terrain, a bland light green hillside dotted with clearings and a control basically on every worthy feature. So I was going to be very careful with the codes.
Bang, off, up the hill, first control on some pebbles in a clearing. Spike. Done.
Rinse and repeat 17 more times.
I was on fire. The course wasn't by any means difficult, but I was doing everything right - reading ahead, sometimes even 2 controls and even venturing into the 4th column of the control descriptions at times. Exiting correctly ('cept 15, but quickly corrected). Felt really good and strong for the most of it, actually had to remind myself to go faster a couple of times. Did feel a bit wheezy and heavy chested on the climbs though.
Spy Wyatt (1 min) coming through the spectator control, try to chase him down through the 2nd part, but he was always just that bit too far ahead.
Thomas makes me go in the basement in the finish chute. Unfortunately there was a fat guy sitting on the trap door to my basement. I struggle to push him off and get down there and make the last bit count.
The first words I hear from the announcer are 'not fast enough, but 4th for now', but that's music to my ears compared to yesterdays 'Patrick Saile from New Zealand'.
It was as perfect a run as I've gotten orienteering, only a 5 sec loss too far to the left on #6. I'm trying not to speculate how I could have done had I not been sick the previous week or if I totally hadn't abandoned structured speed work in the past 2 months and just being happy with a good race.
Still a great end to the weekend of races. Really liked the arena and spectator set up today - the 'red group' seeding worked really well. I think I'm coming round to the idea of finishing a carnival on a sprint.