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Training Log Archive: Rosstopher

In the 1 days ending May 11, 2013:

activity # timemileskm+m
  orienteering1 1:01:07 4.72(12:56) 7.6(8:02) 62
  Trail run1 15:54 0.06(4:21:06) 0.1(2:42:15) 33
  Total1 1:17:01 4.79(16:06) 7.7(10:00) 95

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Saturday May 11, 2013 #

4 PM

Trail run 15:54 [2] 0.1 km (2:42:15 / km) +33m 1:00:27 / km

A little warmup in the rain on the way to the start. Running until I started talking with people, then hiked the rest of the way.

orienteering 1:01:07 [5] 7.6 km (8:02 / km) +62m 7:43 / km

US Team Trials - Middle Distance


Rainy weather. Started out this morning feeling very confident. In previous races and trainings at Moreau I have had really good map contact and flow. I felt, in a way, like Moreau was a good friend and I never imagined I would have any trouble with the course at all.

On the start line I flipped the map and immediately zeroed in on the start triangle, read the first leg, made a plan and sprinted out of the blocks. I crested the first little rise checking off the cliffs as I passed and then things fell apart.

A true disaster. I discovered that, with all the rain and wet conditions, I couldn't figure out what was a marsh and the leaves on the trees really cut down on the visibility that I was recalling from previous visits, and once I started to falter I guess I just panicked.

I didn't have a good relocation plan. I ran around, at high speeds, trying to make sense of hills, marshes, cliffs, and each time I thought I was somewhere I would reorient and dash back into the fray only to discover that once more things were not matching up.

It was an eternity before I found the first control. But even then I did not settle in. I was running in a very jittery, brittle, frantic adrenaline haze. I massively overshot the next control and bounced through the next set of controls much like a pinball but with far less direction. As I relocated to find 13, after nearly a dozen errors of varying degree, I felt incredibly frustrated with my inability to reset - to shake the etch-a-sketch and do the orienteering I know that I am capable of.

I was getting tired, but I was also angry enough at myself that I kept pushing hard. I strung a couple of good controls together at the end, and saw a glimpse of what I had thought my course might be like.

Massively disappointed. Not sure what the lesson is here. Will need to come up with a strategy that allows me to deal better in these high pressure situations.

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