Training Log Archive: BorisGr

Club training from the clubhouse: line orienteering followed by a section of contours-only orienteering on the backbana ridge. I felt really bad and did the short version of the course, my butt muscle bothering me the whole way.
Afterwards, I helped organize the inaugural junior meeting in my capacity as one of the junior coordinators. We had about a dozen juniors (which is roughly four times as many as what we had, say, two years ago). After a pizza lunch, we talked to them about the year's schedule and things they should think about with regards to signing up for races and camps, and then Sofie (WOC bronze medal winner in the relay) gave a presentation about how she went from being a decently good junior to WOC medalist. Very cool.

C • Sofie 7

Drove up to Gävle with Tomas to see Niclas Carlsson, a well-known and very experienced chiropractor there. He looked at me, poked around, cracked various vertebra and decided that there is nothing he or any other chiropractor or physio can do for me. He suggested surgery to repair the "senfäste på sittbensknölen". I think that's the thing that attaches my hamstring to my butt bone, but a more technical translation into english would be appreciated.
I don't think finding someone who can do such a surgery in Sweden is an easy process, but I will start looking now.

Circuits! My first time this winter. Lots of people there tonight, lots of fun.

Innebandy after circuits. I was terrible, as always, but enjoyed it.

Warm-up - really excited to be orienteering again!

Wednesday Night-O at Fiby.
No changes in the butt status, so might as well train. My first Wednesday night-O of the year was at Fiby, my old nemesis, which had handed me its share of DNF's over the years. This time we were on some of the nicer parts of the map, but I still managed to make a few big mistakes. After screwing up the first 3, I settled down and ran well in the middle of the course. Caught our two juniors, Simon and Olle, at the second-to-last control and decided to show them the level of orienteering skills they should aspire to. This, of course, led to me missing the last control by a minute and following that up by missing the finish as well.
It was so much fun to be out orienteering again!!!
Map: http://my.opera.com/borisgr/albums/showpic.dml?alb...
Map with routes: http://my.opera.com/borisgr/albums/showpic.dml?alb...
Results: http://www.oklinne.nu/onsdagsnatt/results.php?id=7...
Cat in the sink: http://my.opera.com/borisgr/albums/showpic.dml?alb...

C • snow 1

Tonight was OK Linné's winter training premier - one of the highlights of the year every single season. Here is its website with the course: http://www.oklinne.nu/premiaren/2009/

This year I was part of the Mobile Explosives Team, that roamed the forest setting off fireworks as unsuspecting bands of night orienteers approached. It was a great feeling, sitting in the completely dark and quiet forest, armed with a rocket and a lighter, waiting for the lamps to appear. You hear them before you see them - the crunching of branches underfoot, the splashing of nearly frozen marsh water, the occasional grunts when someone falls down a cliff. Then you see them, first one lamp, then another, moving towards you in a long, jittery line without a word being spoken. You wait until they are close, until you can see the whites of their bulbs. Then you light the fuse, slip away behind the nearest dot knoll and count: 5,4,3,2,1... If you timed it right, then just at the moment the first runner in the pack rears his lamp over the crest of the hill, the rocket goes off, lighting up the sky momentarily with blues and pinks and greens and yellows. For a second, they are stunned. The dozen headlamps, as if they were one, turn skyward. Within seconds, the shock and surprise wears off, and they move on, continuing on their quest through the hills and marshes of Nåsten. The flickering lamps disappear in the distance, and then it is dark and silent again, the fireworks team lying in wait for the next group of victims... err, runners.

C • M.E.T. 3

Allowed to train!

I ran. My butt hurt. Now what?

C • It's time to amputate. 1