My goal today was to run a "middle" course at competition pace in preparation for West Point. So I ran the day 2 orange X1 course. It was 70 and overcast, so the conditions were not quite the same as the real race :)
What went right? My physical effort. I felt good, I was able to run through the open woods (wheeeee!) and even pushed up some small hills.
What went wrong? Everything else. I screwed up the first control, and almost every control after that. I misspunched 12 (which I didn't realize right away, but figured out when the route to 13 didn't make sense) and 14 (which I didn't figure out until I downloaded my track ). I debated whether or not to post my map, since it's so embarrassing. But I did. And we can post it on the "wall of shame" next to Valerie's infamous Colorado ramble :)
My concentration was gone. I couldn't read the map. Basic things made no sense. This ride is not mapped. This trail is mapped wrong. This cliff is too small. And so on. I blame most of it on my thinking about running instead of navigating.
But I also blame it on my FH (F *#@ ing hormones). I think it is totally unfair that women have to essentially go through puberty twice, while men only do it once.
As my FH decrease, my main symptom has been bouts of blinding RAGE, which are very unwelcome, and a pain to deal with at work. But for the last few weeks, I've started to exprience bouts of spaciness and lack of concentration. Like holding my keys in my hand and asking Where are my keys? And today I stood in front of a fence and trail juction for 30 seconds before I could find it on the map (along my planned route). Argh!
My route.