Thomass Eliminator - Mount Nemo
This year's Thomass winter orienteering series extended into spring by a few days, and Mother Nature was so displeased that she pelted us with cold rain. The eliminator format consists of three sprints with short breaks in between - a few minutes at most. Since it's a Thomass event, the sprints are handicapped, with elite runners visiting more controls. After the 1st sprint, everyone gets to continue on to the 2nd sprint, but only the top 16 finishers are still in the running. After the 2nd sprint, only the top 8 finishers are in contention for the championship, and the other participants start a few minutes behind.
I was fortunate to win the 1st round overall, and 'Bent was also in the top 16. It turned out that for my handicap, it was possible to do most of the 2nd sprint as the reverse of the 1st sprint, so that's what I did, making slightly better route choices along the way. All 3 sprints made good use of a small map, and it was never obvious which controls would be the best ones to drop. I won the 2nd round as well - woo hoo! 'Bent also made the top 8 for the final - good for him.
Then my luck ran out - or more accurately, my brain ran out. It's not that I wasn't thinking hard in the 3rd round. The problem was my thoughts, which rotated through the following sequence over and over:
1) Rain is fogging my glasses (which I wear to keep sticks out of my eyes, not for vision correction). Can't see. Better take them off.
2) Gaacck!! Now that I can see the map again, I realize that I have made a horrible mistake. Must run fast to recover lost time.
3) Hmmm, not comfortable running without eye protection. Put foggy glasses back on.
4) Crap, now I can't see the slippery, mossy, rocky ground well enough, and I'm worried about re-spraining my ankle before the GRR. Remove foggy glasses.
5) Gaaacckk!! Now that I can see the map again, I realize that I read it wrong - again.
6) Repeat thoughts #1-5 above.
Needless to say, this wasn't conducive to good navigation, but what really bugs me is that I let these distractions kill my focus for close to 5 minutes, and I should be able to do better than that. Out of six legs in the race, there are only two legs where I wouldn't be embarrassed to show someone the actual route I travelled.
I guess I need to be prepared to do some woods running without eye protection on rainy days, rather than let this happen again - but it really makes me squeamish. My eyes seem to have a natural attraction for foreign objects any time I'm outdoors.
Oh, and Barbie said that after races, I should always identify some things I did well, and not just my screw-ups, so I think I ran well today, by my standards. There were a couple of times when I felt that Thursday's speed intervals had made a difference, since my body seems just a tiny bit more willing to put on short bursts of speed even after just one session. Bizarre and interesting.
In spite of today's implosion on the 3rd race course, I was awarded the prestigious Thomass Toque as the top woman in the 2006/07 winter O race series. The Duke was the top man. Lucky me, I really needed a dry toque after today's event! (For the benefit of my American friends, this is a
toque.)