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Sunday Nov 12, 2017 #
Event: US Team Fall Training Camp
10 AM
Orienteering race 1:29:52 *** 12.77 km (7:02 / km) +273m 6:21 / km
ahr:161 max:181 14c
Classic Champs, Day 2
One for the trash heap. Lost maybe 45s on the first control - though I did see Greg, evidently heading to 13. I said "Go Greg!" in my head. Then made a massive parallel error on the way to 2, and never really got into the game after that. Physically tired, hamstring acting up, poor focus. I also for some reason found myself constantly fighting my compass. It's a mystery to me how I can orienteer near the peak of my ability one day, and near the bottom of it one day later. Saturday I traveled about 12k on a 11k course; Sunday I traveled close to 13k on a 10k course.
So, I never did figure out the Classic Champs; this is my third year in a row with an epic fail to turn in a reputable result on one of the two days. The only explanation must be that as a card-carrying millenial with the requisite short attention span and disdain for traditional sensibilities and an honest day's work, I find it onerous and pointlessly repetitive when I'm asked to do a thing, then do the exact same thing again in immediate succession. I just passed this exam, why am I taking it again? So over it. Much rather eat my avocado toast at my trendy brunch spot, then go chill with some video games and wait for the world to offer me endless possibilities on a silver platter. Good riddance, Classic Champs.
One for the trash heap. Lost maybe 45s on the first control - though I did see Greg, evidently heading to 13. I said "Go Greg!" in my head. Then made a massive parallel error on the way to 2, and never really got into the game after that. Physically tired, hamstring acting up, poor focus. I also for some reason found myself constantly fighting my compass. It's a mystery to me how I can orienteer near the peak of my ability one day, and near the bottom of it one day later. Saturday I traveled about 12k on a 11k course; Sunday I traveled close to 13k on a 10k course.
So, I never did figure out the Classic Champs; this is my third year in a row with an epic fail to turn in a reputable result on one of the two days. The only explanation must be that as a card-carrying millenial with the requisite short attention span and disdain for traditional sensibilities and an honest day's work, I find it onerous and pointlessly repetitive when I'm asked to do a thing, then do the exact same thing again in immediate succession. I just passed this exam, why am I taking it again? So over it. Much rather eat my avocado toast at my trendy brunch spot, then go chill with some video games and wait for the world to offer me endless possibilities on a silver platter. Good riddance, Classic Champs.
Saturday Nov 11, 2017 #
8 AM
Orienteering race 1:08:00 *** 11.96 km (5:41 / km) +134m 5:23 / km
ahr:172 max:182 24c
Classic Champs, Day 1
Given my recent inability to run/train due to a marginally functional hamstring, I didn't have any realistic expectation of challenging Gregory or the Almighty Bonesaw at the Classic Champs, but as it turned out I had a good, solid race on the first day and was in the mix. Looking at the splits I was even able to approximate their speed for about 40 minutes before their superior fitness showed through and I started to lose substantial time each leg. Still, an encouraging sign that all may not be lost and there may yet be hope.
I lost small bits of time in a couple places, namely 6, 12, and 15, but nothing more than 20-30s. The forest was fast and open and quite pleasurable to run through. Strangely enough the terrain reminded me of the Interscholastics in Texas in March, especially the latter part of the course when the forest wasn't quite as wide open and the greenbriar a bit more prevalent.
Given my recent inability to run/train due to a marginally functional hamstring, I didn't have any realistic expectation of challenging Gregory or the Almighty Bonesaw at the Classic Champs, but as it turned out I had a good, solid race on the first day and was in the mix. Looking at the splits I was even able to approximate their speed for about 40 minutes before their superior fitness showed through and I started to lose substantial time each leg. Still, an encouraging sign that all may not be lost and there may yet be hope.
I lost small bits of time in a couple places, namely 6, 12, and 15, but nothing more than 20-30s. The forest was fast and open and quite pleasurable to run through. Strangely enough the terrain reminded me of the Interscholastics in Texas in March, especially the latter part of the course when the forest wasn't quite as wide open and the greenbriar a bit more prevalent.