Training Log Archive: Kseniya

Event: Fox Chaser II (U.S. 2015 IS / IC / Trail O Champs)
 

I was not particularly enthusiastic to race this morning. I blamed it on the snow but I actually think it was due to hesitation to test out my newfound fitness and relative speed. I was anticipating a possible clash between navigation and running or at least a lack of integration. My goal for this race was indeed to find a cohesive racing state. However, one race won't do it, and especially since it's the beginning of the season, more practice is needed.

Warmed up sluggishly by myself. Then Balter came along and gave me a little pep talk, which helped. I do find these beneficial in helping to put me in a proper racing state of mind.

Fox Chaser II - Day 1 - Ridley Creek State Park - Red course:

My start was one of the late ones, which definitely helped by providing an abundance of footprints to follow and better (not great) packed trails.
The first few controls I was not in the game yet, kind of spaced out. #1 was a bit sketchy; I followed the indistinct trail but then had to stop on the side of the slope prior to veering right to get the control. Was a bit high on #2. Got totally stuck in the thorny bushes on the way to #3 while trying to find a trail, which was not that great once I did find it. Ok on #4, slow going to #5, lost some time here to other competitors due to lack of aggressiveness, I guess.. John caught up to me here and that kind of woke me up. Next few controls I stayed on his tail but he was pulling away. No, I was not blindly following and kept map contact at all times, but having someone faster running in front definitely provided incentive to move faster myself. I felt decent too. Hit #8 smoother than John and got ahead. Dropped to the trail on the way to get to 9, and really pushed it. Then came a route choice mistake getting to 10, where my reluctancy of fighting through the thorns cost me 30 sec. I dropped back to small trail instead of going straight where the woods were actually not that green at all. John then got to the front but went straight to #11 and I went around, which turned out to be a better route. #12 was silly. Next few controls Ok, trying to keep up speed to get to John. Another route choice mistake on #15, went high to the trail, going straight would have been better. Got stuck in the green on the way to #16. Thank goodness I had leg protection but hearing John curse the bushes due to lack of any lower leg protection was in it of itself painful. #18 was super fun and felt like flying because of such great snow footing. I picked another bad route to #19, or actually, it was more like I didn't have a proper plan. This cost me some time, and John pulled away from me. Last ones were good, fighting 'til the end.
Lost about 2 min to Alex.

Navigationally I did not do that well today with most mistakes being of the route choice and execution nature. But this was the first race of the season, and so I just need more orienteering practice before team trails. Oh wait, they're next weekend..

Day 1 - Red - Splits

Simple jog to Verona Park before the snow. Tomorrow should be interesting..

calves + achilles

I so dreaded this workout b/c the treadmill versions were very tough mentally. Convinced myself to go today so that my legs could recover fully for the weekend. Jogged to Red Hook stadium from my work place and did six long intervals: 800, 1000, 1200, 800, 1000, 1200 m with 200 m rest in between. The sun was setting and there was goose poop everywhere. On first interval I felt good, strong stride, good form; on second one my stomach started messing with me but I told it to suck it; third one was 'no pain, no gain' mentality; fourth one was 'tough it out'; got a compliment from fellow runner, "you're doing great", on the fifth one; last one, however, was totally unexpected. Thus far, running has always been difficult for me, always felt hard. Or maybe I drilled that into my head. On that last interval I let go of that completely, set myself free from that unhelpful mindset, and just ran. I told myself, "running is easy", and it started to feel that way. Kind of an amazing feeling. Sure, it's probably because I'm in decent shape right now, but nevertheless, I liked the surprise.
Calves major sore but it seems it is just muscular.

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There is grass! It is real. Verona Park tempo run on a drizzly morning. A bit over four loops. Lower calves and achilles tendons on both legs complaining quite a bit when I finished. Left foot / outer arch is better but still some pain.

Event: Spring Has Almost Sprung HVO Bare Bones - local event
 

I was so excited last night to go Oing, but a bit apprehensive about the snow cover. Rightly so b/c today turned out to be a total fail. Becky scrapped the training with the juniors, and so I set out on a score-O at Silvermine. Climbed the ski slope and realized there is no actual trail and the snow is up to my knees. Got two controls, bruised my shins on the icy crust, confirmed the uselessness of the act and headed back to the parking lot. My calves were sore strangely, and arches were killing me. I found a semi-packed trail on my way out and decided to return to it after changing into different, dry shoes. Oh, and I forgot my gps watch today, and that's probably good b/c I don't even want to know how slow I was going.

Totally throwing out the evil Salomons. Arch pain instantly went away after switching to my New Balance shoes. Took the same trail next to the lake and out until I got tired of stumbling into the deep snow. Plus, it was actually cold and windy out, and my feet were soaking wet. Basically, today's outing was not much fun. The impatience to get out into the woods to orienteer is not bringing anything fruitful thus far; it is still winter here.

On the positive side, it was nice to see the beauty of Harriman with all of its snow slowly, slowly melting away. Another highlight was witnessing a portion of a trail covered in yellow-colored leaves, trampled by hikers into pieces that resembled gold particles in the sun; it was like running on a golden carpet. I remember back in Japan I had a piece of fish served to me with gold flakes on top, so I guess it was something like that.

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