Orienteering race 2:30:00 [4] *** 7.4 km (20:16 / km) +175m 18:08 / km
spiked:12/15c
Red Course at Hickory Run (DVOA Training Weekend finale). Started off very well for being out of town (given my history). Was right on the first 2 controls and was quite proud of myself for successfully running around via a rocky reentrant (up about 600m) and cutting in at the right spot to get to C3. C4 thru C7 were pretty straightforward (though I lost a minute each being off line to C4 and C5). C8 was a longish challenging leg, but I had a nice plan and almost executed flawlessly (cut to the control too early from a fence when I thought a depression was a ditch). Then all hell broke loose. Grabbing a drink at C8, I forgot to punch - not realizing this until I was approaching C9 and had this uncanny feeling that I hadn't punched. So, I lost 10.5 minutes going back to C8 and returning to C9, very depressed, for the start of the nightmare leg. There was no way out of C9; I was surrounded by mountain laurel constantly for the first 600m or so to the south (which looked quite white with some light/med green mixed in, so I don't think west to get to a trail quicker would have been doable with its dark green abundance). After fightin thru all of this, it was time to run, and I was beat. Leaving C10, there was a strong band of dark green along the river I had to cross, so I tried to run around to the east, thought I saw a gap, but wasn't far enough - crossed the river OK, but after I had started to climb the other side, I ran into mountain laurel that I actually had to crawl through. Disobeyed first instinct and didn't proceed immediately to the trail (thought I could stay in the woods), but eventually decided to bail to the trail anyway. C12 was easy and I should have been home free, safely under the 2 hours that I had told Chris would be the pick up time for heading to a Wilkes Barre sports bar for the Bills game. I traded off a longer run to C13 to give myself an easy attack point, but totally screwed it up - allowed myself to be distracted by another orienteer. After > 30 minutes of wandering I was bailing out west to the power line trail (300m+ away), when I hit a trail after only 150m. Somehow I had drifted about 400m southwest of where I thought I was wandering. Ran to the bend in the trail and attacked quickly and accurately from there. C14 was easy and I got there just before someone else, so now I had to hustle in to stay ahead up the hill to C15 and into the finish. That is the most tired I've been at the end of an orienteering race, and this despite such a poor performance. I hope I can handle the Hudson Highlander in 2 weeks!
After getting into the car to rush off for the Bills game (missed over half of the first quarter), I noticed my sock was blood-soaked. Yep, that fall onto a rock on the way to C1 had drawn blood halfway up my shin - right where Walt's infection started, the infection that caused him to miss the whole weekend (well, except Sunday lunch).