Revivals are great. My brief attempts at writing here have been almost always punctuated by large expanses of silence. But I’m going to breathe some life back into this blog, however briefly. I don’t really have a plan, more a jumbled mess of thoughts that I find interesting. As a start I have written five posts about the last year and backdated them to where they were actually relevant. I’ve done these posts mainly for my own benefit, as part of the point of writing here again is to help me understand what has worked and what I can do better in the future. This is probably most interesting to me, but if you fancy a read: I start with some of the changes this winter, then talk about being injured and EOC, the lead up to WUOC, WUOC itself and then WOC. In the future, I might try to do some interesting stuff and write about it.
This was the big one, the main goal of the year. I was disappointed to miss my last and only chance for a Stromstad training camp (a flight delay making us miss another flight) but I knew I had done all I could to enable myself to run well. The week before the championships I got a big boost in confidence, posting 14.20 in a 5km in which I had to lead every step of the way. I was ready.
The Sprint programme at the World Championships is pretty busy: Sprint qualifier on the Saturday morning, Sprint final in the Saturday evening and Sprint relay on the Sunday evening. This is always difficult but I was however a lot more confident in my ability to cope with all these races that I was at the Europeans.
Even so, the qualifier was a bit strange and I had a problem I haven’t experienced before. I struggled to fully motivate myself. This was the World Championships, yet I couldn’t really be bothered. I had spent a lot of time thinking how best to play it – I had everything to lose and nothing to gain. Too fast and I’d waste energy, too slow and I’d risk not making it. Also if I tried anything different I risked upsetting my rhythm for the final. In the end I ran at a cruisey pace, keeping one eye on Matthias Kyburz who started at the same time as me. I reasoned that he’d qualify without issue and so if he was ahead I picked up the pace and if he was behind I eased back. I made it through without issue but I’m still none the wiser as to the best tactic in this situation.
Later that day came the Sprint Final. I was a bit nervous that they’d throw us something tricky and unexpected but when I picked up the map it was pretty straight forward. I ran hard and navigated well, but I knew I’d missed some good route choices. The atmosphere in the arena was fantastic and, like most Championships, if you looked beyond the stress it was fun.
Even so, when I finished, I was immediately very disappointed. I knew that I had lost time in the beginning and I knew that I had taken too many slower routes. I know you can’t expect perfection but taking all the little mistakes together, I thought I could have done a bit better. I was going to be 4th, agonizingly close to a medal. At the time it felt like a missed opportunity.
Looking back I’m pretty satisfied. I even feel a bit silly for how disappointed I was immediately after finishing. I didn’t have a perfect race, I did make more errors than I would have liked but in the grand scheme of things it was still pretty good. Once again I found that the margins for error at this level are very fine. On top of this, 4th is still my best ever result at this level. I’m definitely happy with the result, even if I’m a bit frustrated with the performance. All I can do is try to keep getting better each year.
I bottled up some of the frustration I felt for the Sprint Relay. The team was Charlotte, Peter, Me and Cat. Taking into account our performances so far this year, the aim was to send Cat out with or as close to the medals as possible. It wouldn’t be easy but as a team we seemed to be getting more consistent. If we could go out with a chance on last leg, maybe we could sneak something. After three legs it can be anyone’s game.
Charlotte and Peter ran well, although both were a bit frustrated. Both of them had to deal with running longer forkings which meant that I started third leg with the chasing pack, but behind a leading three of SUI, DEN and SWE.
Once again the course offered no surprises, especially given that we were allowed to walk in the area on the friday (why oh why?!). I felt much more in control of my navigation and after catching the front, I started to put some distance into the others in my group. I was helped by having the short forkings that Peter didn’t run earlier and I was happy to be able to take some time back on the leaders.
I sent Cat out in 4th, almost in sight of the leaders but not quite as close as we probably wanted. She pushed to try to get into the 3rd place spot but it wasn’t too be. It was a 4th place once again, but I think we could be happy with our collective performance.
After the sprint races, the rest of the week was quite relaxed. I still had the Relay to come, but it was very difficult not to switch off completely. I did some relay training, went to the public races and enjoyed the relaxed atmosphere in camp. It felt like a very chilled training camp without any training.
The relay team was to be Me, Hector and Ralph. It was disappointing that GG couldn’t get over an ankle injury to be in the team, but it was still a really good team. I was very keen to put in a good performance, to justify my inclusion and make up for what I felt was a bad performance at EOC. More than that, I was excited. It has always been a dream to run in the Relay for GB at the World Championships and I was about to live that dream.
My major worry was messing it all up. I hadn’t done much forest orienteering in two months and I had never been to the terrain before. I was under prepared. I felt like I was a risk. What I knew I could do was run fast and make good decisions, so that was my plan. Stop when I needed to, take my time and when it was safe – run like hell.
This approach got me through the first few forkings in the pack and from there it was pretty straightforward to the finish. NOR and SUI had broken away from the pack and whilst I caught sight of SUI, I wasn’t prepared to risk everything to try to catch him. I was satisfied with 3rd place and it was probably the best performance I could have delivered on the day.
Hector ran well and stayed in the group, sending Ralph out with SWE and FIN fighting for a bronze medal. Ralph is one of the best finishers I know, but SWE got a gap halfway through and that was that. Continuing the theme of my week, we finished in 4th place. Once again we were in the fight and once again it wasn’t our day. But that is sport and it was great to be in the fight until the end.
It has been a really good year for me but WOC left me with one burning question. How do I/we win a medal? Really that can be split into three questions since I’d be equally happy with a medal in the Sprint, Sprint Relay and Relay. The jist is the same. It’s not a great leap, but how can it be done? Some people and some teams clearly know how to do it but I don’t think it is a one size fits all answer. I hope in the next couple of years we can figure out a path to the medals.