orienteering race (WC sprint relay ) 19:35 [4] *** 3.61 km (5:25 / km) +120m 4:39 / km
ahr:168 max:200 spiked:16/22c slept:9.0 (sick) shoes: Ice bug zeal
Sorry in advance to anyone who is reading this but I have a lot of feelings I want to jot down about today.
To put it into perspective it doesn’t get much worse than this...
Was supposed to be running first leg on an adhoc team... to get to the quarantine and be told that the other girl had decided to change the order at check in (as that’s even allowed!?!?) this is after a day of putting up with her bitchyness and then complete refusal to even communicate with the other runners about if she was running at all! The organisers then argued about which of us was running first leg for about half hour... by which point it was about 15mins before call up and I still didn’t know what I was running!
When they told her she would have to stick to her original order she flatly refused to take off the first leg bib so it got to the point where everyone was done with arguing with her and I agreed to run 4th if they didn’t charge our country for it... also because by this point I was totally unprepared and not warmed up for first leg and sick of having this stupid cow make a scene in the team zone.
I wish I had just walked away and said I’m not running. And I’m annoyed I let myself get so worked up about a race that didn’t even matter... but I wanted a practise at running this format first leg.
She was so fucking slow that our team went out so far last... I had been in the warm up zone for over 45mins by the time I started and was by myself for the entire thing and I was not in a good frame of mind.
I had spent my time warming up really trying to calm down and focus being so aware that I was stressed... but evidently I just watched all the other teams and wound myself up even more. Thoughts of; this sucks that we don’t just have a team, look at all the other team managers... packing their athletes bags, standing in the toilet queue for them, sorting out their teams... we don’t have a Manager to fight the organisational battles with the stupid Spanish girl, I am completely alone in this quarantine... no wonder we are always one step behind (yeah proper melodramatic but it’s true... there are so many little things that are just not feasible and therefore don’t give us an edge).
I thought I’d calmed myself down but obviously not. I made loads of mistakes and then for the first time ever just completely ran past a control and evidently dsq’ed. I had no fight, just felt lonely in quarantine, and on the course, and just kept thinking what a waste of time - I’m just putting unnecessary kms into my legs before tomorrow middle.
It was great to have a good warm down chat with Lizzie and get some of it off my chest and we actually had a right chuckle because it took a good 15mins for me to even realised I’d mp’ed... chatting about route choice and I’m suddenly just thinking hold on... I didn’t go there, what where are my splits, ohhh yeaaaah I really didn’t go there.
Had a good chat on the phone to Dad about how I feel about having to be so independent as an athlete at these races while you watch all the top teams get coddled and how easy it is to snowball in a bad state of mind if your overwhelmed by something.
One to bury in a deep dark box and quickly move on from, but also one to learn from!
I’m feeling sick, tired, overwhelmed, fed up and unprepared for these races. I’m hoping to calm down and go ok the next two days so I don’t go away from this weekend feeling completely disheartened which I feared would happen if I started international races again before I felt ready.
running warm up/down 20:40 [2] 3.11 km (6:39 / km) +60m 6:04 / km
ahr:148 max:158 shoes: Ice bug zeal
Good chats and photo stops with Lizzie