When I started to ease off training to get ready for the next 2 rounds of the Norwegian Cup BOOM: I immediately got a cold. It was as if my brain -the boss- went: "TFFT! Hey calling all systems, we can all just chill out for a while! First let's give the immune defense department a day or two off, they've really been working overtime the last few weeks."
It wasn't a bad cold but it was enough to stop me in my tracks. I took 3 consecutive rest days to try to get healthy for the long and middle distance races in Løten over Pinsehelg.
It half worked.
I was still in denial about this race quite late in the game. The logical parts of my brain (super-Helen) knew that based on how I felt 11k of racing was never going to happen. My "idiot brain" (crazy-Helen) did not want to let it go (the two nicknames I got from LOL's Nicholas Oskarsson this weekend but he is not really the best judge since he also thinks that it's a total scandal that I've never seen the film Lion King). Anyway back to the race.... I prepared and started as if I was going to do the whole thing at full on race pace. After about 3.5k of racing (5 controls) I admitted defeat and started walking. I didn't really know what to do with my day since I had planned to race a long distance... I drifted along walking and jogging until the 7th control and then sat down and tried to figure out what to do next. In the end I just jogged back to the arena. I really hate being sensible but better late than never.
I felt much better but when warming up I thought it might still be too soon. I decided that since we had been bussed miles from the arena and the shortest way back was to run the course I might as well have a crack at it. Like I said: I hate being sensible. Once I started my shape was OK up until towards the end of the race when I started to have problems breathing. Quite a lot of this race was technically scrappy but some parts went really well, especially the long leg to the 10th control, not in Mari's league (noone is at the moment) but I was definitely going well on that part of the course. Too well. Spoilt it by binning 2 min to the 2nd last control.
Things are really starting to come together now I just don't have any evidence of that yet in terms of results because the "risk-balance" or "speed-balance" and all the techniques are not quite there yet.
Luckily I have not done my health any more harm by racing the first quarter of a long distance and the whole of a middle distance race and will now do some panic sprint training to prepare for NM sprint next weekend. I will give my body a break from terrain until next Sunday when I will get another chance to try to put together a complete middle distance race.
In other news the weather has turned tropical in Trondheim. :)
|Emma, Julie & Turid on 17. mai, Norwegian National Day|
Turid is so multi talented that she has even managed to grow an Olav Tryg. statue out of her head.
DAY 198: The first stage, the first 200 days is nearly finished. This stage has been about laying solid foundations or "getting the basics right". In order to build a really tall building you first have to dig a fairly deep hole and so it has been with 1000 days.
Following my progress over the last 200 days or tbh the last year has probably been a bit like witnessing a car crash in slow motion. Behind the scenes there has been a lot of soul searching and reading books on everything from the neurobiology of emotional control to mind management methods to buddhist philosophy (for real). As interesting and useful as this process has been, what I can conclude is, introspection & DEEP personal growth: I'm really sick of it!!