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Saturday Oct 16, 2010 #
Orienteering 1:12:57 [5] 9.6 km (7:36 / km) +350m 6:26 / km
US Champs - Day1 After having to deal with a nagging hamstring injury I had no realistic goals for this meet and simply hopped not to screw the hammy even more. This was my only thought on the way up early in the morning. I had no goal, no pressure, and no other competitive interests for this meet.
After a long walk to the start, I ate my GU, and off I went. The first three bags didn't seem to present any navigational challenges so I stuck with my compass aiming off a bit as not to overshoot the controls. I would guess that I started getting into the race somewhere along on the 4th leg. Legs didn't feel bad, slow, but not terribly so, and after spiking #4, the race was on. Had a good stretch until #9 where I kept waiting for the big marsh to show up before me and wasted bits of time trying to read some things in between. Then had a little bobble on #13 by going around the first cliff and too early just to end up back on the hilltop. There I saw Nick who started 6 min ahead of me so this was a good sign I thought. But he got hit by branch and spent some time walking and shaking up before I caught him. Then from #9 through #17 we ran together, taking mostly different routes but still meeting at the controls. I began to weaken on the way to #16 and lost sight of him, but had a better route to #17 and was ahead of him there may be by ~10 sec. or so. I started running downhill towards #18 aiming to stay roughly on the line and after ~250m or so things stopped making sense. I saw a huge cliff facing the hill in almost perpendicular direction that I could not find on the map. The hill was littered with broken rocks and I could not find that neither. I began to sense danger and stopped to try to sort things out. Then, with the corner of my eye, I caught Nick going down may be ~100m away, and I took after him. He basically led me to the bag while I was still trying to figure out what the hell happened. I was right behind him till #22, where I climbed the hill to stay on the trail while he went down into a re-entrant, and finished just ahead of him.
I was really glad that I saw him at the right spot and at the right time, which saved me from a sure disaster. I was fading fast and my brain could not keep up with my running. I simply got lucky.
After I got back to the parking lot and looked at the results, my reaction was a bit of a disbelieve. "Really!?" And then, Ross is a beast!
After a long walk to the start, I ate my GU, and off I went. The first three bags didn't seem to present any navigational challenges so I stuck with my compass aiming off a bit as not to overshoot the controls. I would guess that I started getting into the race somewhere along on the 4th leg. Legs didn't feel bad, slow, but not terribly so, and after spiking #4, the race was on. Had a good stretch until #9 where I kept waiting for the big marsh to show up before me and wasted bits of time trying to read some things in between. Then had a little bobble on #13 by going around the first cliff and too early just to end up back on the hilltop. There I saw Nick who started 6 min ahead of me so this was a good sign I thought. But he got hit by branch and spent some time walking and shaking up before I caught him. Then from #9 through #17 we ran together, taking mostly different routes but still meeting at the controls. I began to weaken on the way to #16 and lost sight of him, but had a better route to #17 and was ahead of him there may be by ~10 sec. or so. I started running downhill towards #18 aiming to stay roughly on the line and after ~250m or so things stopped making sense. I saw a huge cliff facing the hill in almost perpendicular direction that I could not find on the map. The hill was littered with broken rocks and I could not find that neither. I began to sense danger and stopped to try to sort things out. Then, with the corner of my eye, I caught Nick going down may be ~100m away, and I took after him. He basically led me to the bag while I was still trying to figure out what the hell happened. I was right behind him till #22, where I climbed the hill to stay on the trail while he went down into a re-entrant, and finished just ahead of him.
I was really glad that I saw him at the right spot and at the right time, which saved me from a sure disaster. I was fading fast and my brain could not keep up with my running. I simply got lucky.
After I got back to the parking lot and looked at the results, my reaction was a bit of a disbelieve. "Really!?" And then, Ross is a beast!
Tuesday Oct 12, 2010 #
9 PM
Running 18:30 [3] 2.5 km (7:24 / km)
Jogged at Verona park to warm up for the strength straining.
10 PM
Cross-training 15:00 [3]
Pull ups, push ups, + a bit of other random stuff on the bar.
Sunday Oct 10, 2010 #
Orienteering 1:21:00 [3] 5.0 km (16:12 / km) +100m 14:44 / km
At Harriman - control rescue mission - retrieving bags that were left after our training session a month ago. Just jogging and walking and sight seeing from the top. Beautiful weather and huge amount of people on trails. Got attacked by a vicious little yorki while coming back down, stupid little thing just wouldn't give up. Almost ended up swooping it off the ground but it must've realized my motive and just bit it after its owners. L-hamstring wan't happy, but not terrible. Hopping it gets a little better by the next weekend.