Monday, September 21, 2009
Saturday, September 19, 2009
Everyone knows who the Rolling Stones are right?? Well, look at this. I just think it's quite fascinating.
Also, I don't like flat 5 k races. Espescially when it's at the end of an easy week and you had trouble sleeping the night before and didn't get anywhere near enough, and didn't really focus on it.
Just sayin.
Also, I don't like flat 5 k races. Espescially when it's at the end of an easy week and you had trouble sleeping the night before and didn't get anywhere near enough, and didn't really focus on it.
Just sayin.
Sunday, September 13, 2009
First Week as a Semi-Permanent Sudbury Resident
I'd been dreading the last week since April, not because it involved moving into residence, or leaving home, or going to a school where none of my friends from back home were, but because it was the largest training week of the year. And if you have never tried to balance all the madness that is Frosh Week, with a massive training load, and getting enough sleep and food to make everything worthwhile, I dare you to try it. I just dare you. I did it, cramming almost everything into three utterly brutal days. I never want to have to do that again.
In bad news, I also am down to just two working rollerskis, one skate, one classic. Hopefully a new wheel for my classic skis is on its way, but I now need to find at least one, preferably two skate wheels.
I capped this ridiculous week off with a 5k running race, where I smashed by previous best 5k time by about 4 minutes, crossing the line in 18:50. Seeing as how my last 5k was when I was 13 or so, and raced with a sweat band, soccer shorts and a red bike jersey, it has been a long time coming. The start was interesting, as I completely misjudged the character of the start. Most running and ski races tend to start off with a bang, with the entire field trying to get as close to the front as they can for the all important first corner. This wasn't the case today, and I ended up sprinting around a lot of people, catching up to all the fast, dedicated cross country and track runners, and then passing most of them and finding myself in third. By about 800 metres in, however, I was absorbed and spat out the back of this group, to where I belonged. I still came 12th, 3rd in my category, the fastest LU skier, and won a bike pump and a Frisbee in the draw prizes, so I was pretty happy. However, whoever finished behind me had one hell of a kick, closing about 30 metres on me in the last 80 of the race, which was insane, especially since I was putting up one hell of a fight to hold on. I did, but barely. But, I've learned my lessons over the years, attack early, and make sure that even if they have an insane kick like this guy, make sure the distance is to great so they can't close it. I moved up about 3-4 spots in the last kilometre, which I was really proud of.
Now to decide if I go out for pizza with people from my floor.
E
In bad news, I also am down to just two working rollerskis, one skate, one classic. Hopefully a new wheel for my classic skis is on its way, but I now need to find at least one, preferably two skate wheels.
I capped this ridiculous week off with a 5k running race, where I smashed by previous best 5k time by about 4 minutes, crossing the line in 18:50. Seeing as how my last 5k was when I was 13 or so, and raced with a sweat band, soccer shorts and a red bike jersey, it has been a long time coming. The start was interesting, as I completely misjudged the character of the start. Most running and ski races tend to start off with a bang, with the entire field trying to get as close to the front as they can for the all important first corner. This wasn't the case today, and I ended up sprinting around a lot of people, catching up to all the fast, dedicated cross country and track runners, and then passing most of them and finding myself in third. By about 800 metres in, however, I was absorbed and spat out the back of this group, to where I belonged. I still came 12th, 3rd in my category, the fastest LU skier, and won a bike pump and a Frisbee in the draw prizes, so I was pretty happy. However, whoever finished behind me had one hell of a kick, closing about 30 metres on me in the last 80 of the race, which was insane, especially since I was putting up one hell of a fight to hold on. I did, but barely. But, I've learned my lessons over the years, attack early, and make sure that even if they have an insane kick like this guy, make sure the distance is to great so they can't close it. I moved up about 3-4 spots in the last kilometre, which I was really proud of.
Now to decide if I go out for pizza with people from my floor.
E
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