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Friday May 1, 2009 #
orienteering 18:31 [4] 2.9 km (6:23 / km) +279ft 5:34 / km
Team Trials sprint at Spring Lake in Santa Rosa, CA.
Good run, couldn't have done much better, maybe 15 seconds at most, just don't run near fast enough, but this was a good effort and progress, I think.
Course was about as easy as you could make it, which actually was probably the best way to do it. It's fine terrain for a sprint by North American standards, but not by European standards -- no maze feeling, no abundance of uncrossable features, no sense that you better to hell be sure a route doesn't dead end on you, so the mental stress and the need for continual advance planning weren't there -- but you have to go with what you have. They could have made it harder/slower by burying controls in the rocky/thick areas, but they didn't and I think that was the right decision.
Today's course, more or less (drawn on a copy of the map available in advance, don't know if there were changes for today's version, plus took a photo in not the best light, so it's not real clear, but enough to give a sense of things).
Good run, couldn't have done much better, maybe 15 seconds at most, just don't run near fast enough, but this was a good effort and progress, I think.
Course was about as easy as you could make it, which actually was probably the best way to do it. It's fine terrain for a sprint by North American standards, but not by European standards -- no maze feeling, no abundance of uncrossable features, no sense that you better to hell be sure a route doesn't dead end on you, so the mental stress and the need for continual advance planning weren't there -- but you have to go with what you have. They could have made it harder/slower by burying controls in the rocky/thick areas, but they didn't and I think that was the right decision.
Today's course, more or less (drawn on a copy of the map available in advance, don't know if there were changes for today's version, plus took a photo in not the best light, so it's not real clear, but enough to give a sense of things).
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trail running 8:00 [3]
Jog to the start.
Note
So I'm sitting in the little funky cafe in Cobb with a great internet connection. Which is a very pleasant surprise given my first experience in Cobb (a very small place)....
Went to check into the motel. Charlie had made reservations, a room for Gail and me for tonight and tomorrow night, and then two more rooms for his gang just for tomorrow night. Fine, and the folks at the motel had written it down correctly on the reservation slip, but when they transcribed it over to their reservation master sheet for the month of May, things got reversed and we had three rooms for tonight and just one for tomorrow night. Not good.
It took a few minutes to get to the point where the two women (mother and daughter?) understood what the problem was -- and when I say a few minutes, I mean a few minutes, not a few moments -- because, friendly as they were, their IQ seemed to be about 100 if you added them together.
But eventually they understood that Saturday night was the problem, since the motel was fully booked except for one reservation that had been canceled. Clearly, they were going to be one room short.
But this is a perfect example of underestimating the skills of folks who maybe aren't the brightest, but, as they say, everyone is good at something.
Daughter announced that she could figure it out, she just had to move a couple of people from one room to another. And while I settled into a chair to read some tourist brochures, she struggled mightily, working out and then discarding various moves, until after perhaps another 15 minutes of much erasing and rewriting, she suddenly announced with a sense of triumph, "There, I've got it figured out."
And in fact we now had the two rooms needed for Charlie. And for someone else, their reservation just got, as we might have said before "lost in cyberspace" became the common explanation, well, it just got erased.
I called up Charlie to let him know he might want to check in on the early side tomorrow.
And complimented myself on being so totally mellow throughout this whole operation. But then again, they isn't much to do in Cobb.
Went to check into the motel. Charlie had made reservations, a room for Gail and me for tonight and tomorrow night, and then two more rooms for his gang just for tomorrow night. Fine, and the folks at the motel had written it down correctly on the reservation slip, but when they transcribed it over to their reservation master sheet for the month of May, things got reversed and we had three rooms for tonight and just one for tomorrow night. Not good.
It took a few minutes to get to the point where the two women (mother and daughter?) understood what the problem was -- and when I say a few minutes, I mean a few minutes, not a few moments -- because, friendly as they were, their IQ seemed to be about 100 if you added them together.
But eventually they understood that Saturday night was the problem, since the motel was fully booked except for one reservation that had been canceled. Clearly, they were going to be one room short.
But this is a perfect example of underestimating the skills of folks who maybe aren't the brightest, but, as they say, everyone is good at something.
Daughter announced that she could figure it out, she just had to move a couple of people from one room to another. And while I settled into a chair to read some tourist brochures, she struggled mightily, working out and then discarding various moves, until after perhaps another 15 minutes of much erasing and rewriting, she suddenly announced with a sense of triumph, "There, I've got it figured out."
And in fact we now had the two rooms needed for Charlie. And for someone else, their reservation just got, as we might have said before "lost in cyberspace" became the common explanation, well, it just got erased.
I called up Charlie to let him know he might want to check in on the early side tomorrow.
And complimented myself on being so totally mellow throughout this whole operation. But then again, they isn't much to do in Cobb.