Short Champs:
The Final. I had high hopes for this... but was so stupid last weekend to venture out on the course... anyway. Started well, and really pushed it on the long leg. Splits show that I was 6th after it. Made a small bobble on #5, but was not too upset about it. The area with slash came as a near-total surprise for me; I did not expect this footing. Still, I endured through the "more technical" part, through #8, without large physical problems, and clean. Was again 6th at #6 and 10th at #8. It all started to fall apart on the leg to #9: I slowed down, just as the slashy area ended. I knew I needed to push through the remaining longish, easy legs, but the desire wasn't there—it's hard to analyze now whether the physical capability was there or not. I cheered myself up by thinking that I am clean and everyone else must be making mistakes; but they weren't, and even if they were, they were going much faster. The leg to #11 was atrocious, I lost 30 seconds without making any mistakes. I felt good as I finished, but as I was learning of others' times, the happy quickly gave way to doom.
4 minutes down and almost-clean. What was all this training for?