Good morning! OMBTS wanted to take a weekend off and asked me to start - although I was afraid I'd start too late for your east coasters so I woke up in the middle of my night to start.
After 2 weeks of NOT hurting my ankle, I rolled it again today during a xc meet (my last before nationals), so I guess I will have to postpone my trail running for another couple of weeks - I'm pretty bummed about that as it's been months since I've trained on my beloved trails.
Both xc races I've done the last 2 weeks have been motivating (I have to get my a** in gear!!!!) - I've felt very strong, but slow - starting out too far back, although I've moved up nicely each time. It's time to add speed work, so I did a set of 600s this week in addition to the race. I did them in spikes on a track (unusual for me, but safer due to the ankle) and was shocked to see splits that were far faster than I expected. Hmmm, I guess those spikes and the track make a difference - it did give me confidence that perhaps I CAN race faster.
The race was very slow (for everyone) on a soft, twisty course. I had a person barnacled to my shoulder for the first half (quite annoying, but this apparently is her persistent race strategy) as I moved up through the pack. I *finally* moved away in the second half - only to land myself in a huge "hole" as I could not see the next woman in front of me.
As I entered the final1k?, right with another woman, I turned my ankle coming around a sharp turn and actually stopped for a few seconds. Seeing a person behind me that I did NOT want to catch me, I hopped a bit and managed to keep going, but lost my racing partner so had to finish alone. The ankle is a little sore now.
On another note, I was reminded of a person I used to "know" from the old merv list and did a little google search to see what had happened to her. I corresponded with Hope when she discovered she had breast cancer and wanted to know if there was any documentation as to the effects of hard training on survival. I had her contact a local man who'd lost his wife to cancer. The wife had continued to train hard, even qualifying for the OT marathon while being treated. He believed that the training had led to an earlier death. Hope knew that, but in typical fashion, trained as hard and as mercilessly as before, churning out fast miles on her treadmill until the very end. I had lost track of her before she died, but was unsurprised to see that she has pushed hard until the end. It made me wonder if I would have done under the circumstances - while I doubt that I would run as hard (I never have trained with that kind of single-minded intensity), but I am sure that given the choice, I would choose to keep running.
Sometimes the goal isn't in winning races, but in the act of running.
Have a great week - I'm going back to bed (it's 3 am) and heading out on a (sigh) road run. ;-)