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Sunday Nov 10, 2019 #
10 AM
orienteering race 1:30:33 [3] *** 9.56 km (9:29 / km) +264m 8:20 / km
spiked:21/22c shoes: Icebug Spirit
Mountain Lakes, Blue/Red, 7.8 km, 300 m, 14th. Not as good a day as yesterday, though in some respects, not so bad. A little warmer (by maybe 10F?), dressed the same. Some tiredness after yesterday, maybe not so properly prepared, and it was some kind of mutant chase start. A few people were started like a normal chase... I guess?... but five minutes after the first starter, the rest of us on Red were mass started, and then a minute later they did the same thing with the Blue runners (on the same course), I think. And there were two forkings (which way you went around a phi loop, that was... maybe done incorrectly?), but 18 people got one forking, and only three (including me) got the other. Whatever.
So I started out in the mass start pack, close enough behind Jeff Saeger that I almost caught him before the start triangle. Then he and Julia and I were running parallel routes on the longish first leg, with Julia up high taking the lead, me on a middle route in second, and Jeff sidehilling down lower and dropping back a bit. #1 was a dogleg and I saw Joe coming out, then when I got to #2 I glanced back and saw Jeff and somebody else coming.
The course was printed in a rather red color that I had trouble seeing, and I couldn't find the line coming out of #2 at all. I unfolded the map and found #3, but the mental frustration of that caused me to not pay close enough attention to what I was doing, and I pretty much did a 180 out of the control. I was just running blindly toward the dirt road, and I spotted it at about the right distance, but on the wrong side of me and pointing the wrong way. I realized what I had done, and headed up the road in the right direction, but everybody was out of sight. I got caught by Patrick Shannon, and after we left the road to head to #3, another couple of Blue runners. I had gone out too fast and wasn't thinking clearly, so I was running parallel to them and blew past #3 when they went there. A bit further along I had to stop for a breather to figure out where the hell I was. The others were looking like they had just punched a control as they receded into the distance, but I didn't know where it was. Then Jeremy showed up and dropped off the side of the earth back just past where I was standing, so I looked down and saw a control. The control number was nice and big, so I could see that it was #4, and I had missed #3. Short leg, so I doubled back for it. That whole escapade lost me 4-6 minutes on a 7-8 minute leg, so then I was off the back and on my own for pretty much the rest of the race.
The only other person I saw was Julia, when I missed #5 by a couple of meters and heard crunching behind me. I punched right after her, but then was momentarily bewildered by the direction she headed. But #5 was the same control as #9 (with a three-control loop in between), and she was ahead of me by four legs.
Surprisingly, SA lists me as no time lost other than that one bad leg. Clearly moving considerably slower than my peers, but at least navigating pretty well.
And a milestone: this was my 1500th orienteering race (by whatever criteria I use to decide what to count). Will I make it to 2000? It took 14 years to get from 1000 to 1500, and I'll undoubtedly continue to slow down, but it might make a nice goal.
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splits for the other forking
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So I started out in the mass start pack, close enough behind Jeff Saeger that I almost caught him before the start triangle. Then he and Julia and I were running parallel routes on the longish first leg, with Julia up high taking the lead, me on a middle route in second, and Jeff sidehilling down lower and dropping back a bit. #1 was a dogleg and I saw Joe coming out, then when I got to #2 I glanced back and saw Jeff and somebody else coming.
The course was printed in a rather red color that I had trouble seeing, and I couldn't find the line coming out of #2 at all. I unfolded the map and found #3, but the mental frustration of that caused me to not pay close enough attention to what I was doing, and I pretty much did a 180 out of the control. I was just running blindly toward the dirt road, and I spotted it at about the right distance, but on the wrong side of me and pointing the wrong way. I realized what I had done, and headed up the road in the right direction, but everybody was out of sight. I got caught by Patrick Shannon, and after we left the road to head to #3, another couple of Blue runners. I had gone out too fast and wasn't thinking clearly, so I was running parallel to them and blew past #3 when they went there. A bit further along I had to stop for a breather to figure out where the hell I was. The others were looking like they had just punched a control as they receded into the distance, but I didn't know where it was. Then Jeremy showed up and dropped off the side of the earth back just past where I was standing, so I looked down and saw a control. The control number was nice and big, so I could see that it was #4, and I had missed #3. Short leg, so I doubled back for it. That whole escapade lost me 4-6 minutes on a 7-8 minute leg, so then I was off the back and on my own for pretty much the rest of the race.
The only other person I saw was Julia, when I missed #5 by a couple of meters and heard crunching behind me. I punched right after her, but then was momentarily bewildered by the direction she headed. But #5 was the same control as #9 (with a three-control loop in between), and she was ahead of me by four legs.
Surprisingly, SA lists me as no time lost other than that one bad leg. Clearly moving considerably slower than my peers, but at least navigating pretty well.
And a milestone: this was my 1500th orienteering race (by whatever criteria I use to decide what to count). Will I make it to 2000? It took 14 years to get from 1000 to 1500, and I'll undoubtedly continue to slow down, but it might make a nice goal.
splits
splits for the other forking
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Saturday Nov 9, 2019 #
12 PM
orienteering race 43:04 [3] *** 5.03 km (8:34 / km) +85m 7:54 / km
spiked:9/14c shoes: Icebug Spirit
Ansonia, Red, 4.3 km, 6th. This went quite nicely. I'm using a very tight definition for a spike, none of the five misses were very far off at all, SA shows two losses of <30 seconds, and no loss on the other three. Moving well in the beautiful open forest, and navigating pretty competently. All of the mistakes were of the same form: run fast to the right place, get there and wonder where the hell the control is, look left and right and spot it close by. Temperature was pretty low, the car said 35F as we were getting dressed and when I said I thought I'd just wear a T-shirt, Nancy asked if I was insane. But I felt pleasantly cool while running and never wished that I had worn anything more.
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