Sunday, May 3, 2015

Spring

         In case you haven't noticed the update frequency has been on the low end as of late. This is due to the fact that it was April. In the world of winter sports this is typically the time of year when most athletes pretend they are not athletes. It can occasionally make for some pretty entertaining stories. I used to despise this time of year. The weather could never make up it's mind. Now I have immense respect for it. Coaches don't expect anything from you and actually encourage a full spectrum break.

  The atmosphere resembles the fall but with out any hunting and the days are actually becoming longer. Instead of gearing up for an expedition with warm clothes when the temps sink to just above freezing we wear t-shirts and assume it must be pushing 70.  Eventually the air has that fresh spring smell in it, but with northern Maine's occasional second or third winter cycles there is no way of telling when spring really begins.
         My spring wasn't too bad. Nothing exciting report. My goal was to just relax and let everyday organize itself. Nothing was confined to a scheduled that I didn't think of on the spot. If I can finish the month feeling board then I've accomplished enough as far as I'm concerned.  The past few weeks have been full of the things I enjoy doing in my spare time. Catching up with old friends, movies, baking attempts, spring skiing, and taking naps are random points in the day. What a rebel right?
       
          One of the exclusive highlights to this time of year is the skiing opportunities. While there is no guarantee of it crust cruising still remains the best form of XC skiing there is in my opinion. It's the golden standard. If I retire and drop the training load by 97% the remaining 3% will be crust skiing. Those elusive mornings when the humid snow from the warmer spring temps the day before freeze into a hard crust overnight turning the whole landscape into a ski trail are worth going to bed early.
   
       For all of the great memories of crust skiing they will have to remain memories for now. There was very little to no crust skiing this year. Some years it's great and others, well they just don't pass the test. The test consist of stepping outside before breakfast with a ski pole in hand. If you can punch through the surface then the skiing isn't going to be great. If you can walk around on the snow bank and jab the snow all you want with out breaking through then the skiing is good to go.  Most mornings this year I just ended up with little pole plant craters in the yard. Thankfully the afternoon classic ski sessions were a nice compensation.

        Since there is a lot to be said about what's ahead for me I'll leave it for another update. Despite the good, the bad, and the still unclear everything is still functioning. Last week was a warm up for the training season. With a couple of higher intensity sessions and about 17 hours of volume the system is starting to wake up for another run through the summer gauntlet.

     
The things you find on the ski trails these days.

2nd winter


May or may not have made this jump.




The Icarus effect. 

Almost made it.
And then shut down.

Thursday, April 2, 2015

In Pictures 2014/15 Season

Here are some of the better photos from this racing season. There actually in chronological order for a change. Hope you like them.


This is how it started. In Sjusjoen, Norway. One of the few non New England places to have winter. 
First WC in Ostersund, SWE 
The first trimester WC team
I guess we were all focused on the beard.


Given the amount of time we spend on our laptops this time of year I thought this one was worthy. 

Now this is what I call a real breakfast. 
Did I mention the lack of snow in Europe?

From the hotel in the morning in Bled, Slovenia for the third WC.

An afternoon run in Duszinki, Poland. 

Again with the lack of snow department. 

Just Euro travel things. 

Another year of racing in Ridnaun, ITA











Heading up the pass in Antolze, ITA

Racing in Otepeaa, Estonia

Which was my first glimpse of actual winter since Sjusjoen. 
And finally back home for some attempts at baking. 
Familiar trails 2015!


Thursday, March 19, 2015

Where Winter Is

        Everything was on pace for US Biathlon Nationals. Among all the indecision making of February I eventually landed on a solid plan. One that involved a lot of trips to the shooting range and some back to back race pace sessions. And yet with the first race on schedual for tomorrow in Truckee, CA I'm just sitting here in Northern Maine waxing my race skis for a marathon. The logistics of the past six weeks has been about as stable as playing with quick silver. To summarize, here is why I'm not out west and what I've been doing and plan on doing instead.
   
        US nationals were supposed to be an opportunity to get back into the sport and make a case for the next training season. Some of that was a success. I had several successful combos sessions. Last week had four race pace sessions crammed into five days. This included a time trial. I chose the one day when the weather seemed like it would be functional. That is, less gale force winds, and temps above the legal limit. This mostly came true. It rained on the way up to Fort Kent, but held off for the rest of the morning. The snow was a little slow to say the least. This was slower than the snow in Nove Mesto, CZ. I may have well have been racing on Elmers kind of slow. It made for a not so fast 10km. The point was to have a race like situation. Which was a success. I missed one target in the first stage and proceed to clean the last three. This is good news, but where was that 95% shooting back in December on the WC?

         With some high intensity sessions under the belt I was back into race shape. Physically anyways. When I heard the the snow conditions in Truckee were on a downward slope and the threat of cancellation was brought up I was't as frustrated as normal. A part of me still cringed at the thought of  checking in for a flight. Even if it was out of Presque Isle. After being so committed to making the trip happen I pulled the plug on it at the last minute. With just over 24 hours before my flight I made the call and decided not to race US Nationals. I'll never know for sure, but the thought of a ten day trip for three races that may or may not happen on a 1.5km loop of snow just wasn't appealing enough. There was little to no snow in Europe this year and even less in the western US. So where is winter 2014/15?
           This is where staying home and racing in the east became a foreseeable option. The Sugarloaf marathon is this weekend. This is the same marathon I raced last year. It's a nice closed in course with a slightly unique profile. More than anything it's with driving distance and there's no lack of snow issue to be dealt with. The physical shape is a little unknown right now, but that's okay. These races are just fun to show up to at the last minute and suffer through. Some old friends will be around which adds to the weekend.
            Other than that I would like to complain about the wind. Seems most everyday this past month in Northern Maine has been wind blasted. It's intimidating when you're trying to start a work out and you can't even here yourself  think. Much less trying to zero. It's a good thing it's not roller ski season otherwise we would be dealing with tornadoes (fact: wind always blows against you when on roller skis). The cold temps are okay. The trick is load on the extra layers and keep moving.
             Racing has been at a  minimum since January. I did the 21km double pole race in Limestone and par took in the infamous Stockholm Winter Carnival. I don't want to brag, but I took two wins in the 100yd and 220 yard ski dashes. It was fun to see so many people skiing and using the school trails. And slightly less nerve racking for the racing side as it was back in 1992.
             
              Realistically the racing season was over after Euro Champs in late January. Officially it will be over after the 44km race this Saturday. The WC field is finishing up the season in Siberia right now. I wish I was there to be a part of the scene, but in all fairness this was not the season to do so. I could go on but that will have to wait for another day. This could be a good spring for crust skiing provided the wind hasn't blown all of the snow off the fields.

P.S.
Will try to have some more pictures up by the weekend.

Monday, February 23, 2015

Snowy Mt. Trails takes the win!

        There were a few directions I could have gone in. With the racing season not really over by most standards I felt obligated to do some kind of effort. None of them were ideal but none of them were lacking in potential fun department. After some productive face palming in front of the computer screen I finally made the call. I remember wanting nothing more than to be home. I've skied the Snowy Mt Trails more than another trail and yet I have no desires to train on any other course right now. This is why my 2014/15 racing season is, for the most part, over. Here's what I could have done and why I didn't.

          I knew since the end of January that IBU cups seven and eight in Canmore, Alberta were an option. This was nice because it gave me some time to think it over before the official team naming. I ended up needed to all of that time as I was pretty well set on doing the races for most of it. I started looking into how to make the logistics. There were a handful of housing options, but none of them were for certain. The only ones that were, would be at my own expense. It was a similar situation for the flight over. Trying to plan trips that you're unsure of making in the first place is not a good way to start the day. I usually made it to about 10:30 before calling it quits to go snowshoeing instead. The logistical nightmare was a limiting factor for the Canmore option.
         Another option was the Birkie. The infamous 50km loppet in Wisconsin. This time around I had a housing go to, and with help of some good contacts could have secured a spot in the elite wave at the last minute. The Birkie was last weekend. So at the time it was coming up sooner than the Canmore races and I would have had to muster up a short mini peak in some cold conditions. The unique reason behind not committing to this trip was the fact that I didn't think I could profit from the trip. A win could have gone a long way. A top six would have paid for the trip. I honestly just didn't feel like investing the time and energy into the off chance that nothing would go wrong. Too many parts would have to come together to have a good race. Even the elite wave comes with a high risk of pole snapping. Knowing my luck I would have just missed the start for any number of reasons. Not too mention my track record with wax speed the past couple of years. If the trip was going to happen I was going to need better prep and support to better the odds of success.
          There were of course rumors of other races happening here and there, but the reasoning behind the first two options was a reacquiring theme. The other limiting factor in my decision was the lack of confidence. With two rough trimester under my belt it was obvious that this wasn't going to be the season I had hoped for. So it goes in this sport. We'll never know for certain how the IBU cups could have turned out. A lot of teams won't make the trip from Europe to western Canada and the chance for a podium is much higher. But even stating from North America would require a tremendous amount of resources to get me to the starting line. After two months of packing, traveling, unpacking, and training all so I can get my kicked in the teeth in a different place than the week before was enough to deplete my motivation. Funding wise, little to nothing was covered by anyone and I can do better business selling old gear on ebay at this point. In the end, I didn't think I had the capacity physically or mentally to have any successful races the rest of the season.  

         On  the other hand. There was the issue of support going into next season. MWSC doesn't have the support for the athletes like they used to. Racing most anywhere, especially the IBU cups could help in team naming from USBA. This is where US Biathlon nationals comes into the situation. Officially they are scheduled to be held in Truckee, CA later on in March. The latest update suggest that the lack of snow may move the races to West Yellowstone. Neither would disappoint. The point is that US nationals are far away enough for me plan for, train for, and feel confident enough to make happen. The competition may not hold a candle to a world cup, but the races will be taken into consideration going into the next training season. As of now this option is in the lead.
     
        Since nationals are not till the second half of March this gives me some time to relax. In an effort to end on a positive note let's just say that it's great to be home. I know how to connect all of the ski trails and permanently have a single. The best part of April is not having a plan. When you can wake up and make the day what ever you want it to be is something unique to the rest of the year. For me it's a vacation. I've forgotten what February is like in northern Maine. Shifting the April theme a month or two earlier has been pretty nice so far. It is what is. Since there is too much left to give up on the next three years I'll still be doing plenty of training. One way or another I have to see a better end to it than this. For now, however, I just want the place to myself.



Monday, February 9, 2015

racing.ee and Some Inquisition

       We're two months down on the 2014/15 season. For most of the field there is only six more weeks of racing and traveling to be had. With the Open Euro Champs in Otepaa, Estonia finishing up this week the attention roles over to the world cup in Nove Mesto, CZ. If you're wondering how I'm going to do in today's don't bother tuning in. If you're wondering how I did last week in Otepaa do me a favor and don't look up the results. The Tehvandi venue is a very well done place and deserves some credibility. My perfomance there does not, and it's still very unclear about where my season's itinerary will go from here, but I'll do my best to shed some light on the subject.
   
         Oteppa isn't a very large city, but it does offer a decent grocery store, some entertainment and functional internet. Those are three things most of the central Euro towns that we visit can not claim. It's no surprise Estonia is the birth place of Skype. This was before Microsoft bought it out of course. I had heard that places like Estonia and Finland are known for there awkward introvert population. I suspect this is true. Most people would stare at the ground when every we crossed paths in the road. Anything to avoid eye contact. The week before was in Antolze. Where the opposite occurs. Antolze is the land of the "euro stare".

           The course is nice. Nothing too technical and amply wide tracks. It was the first place that actually felt like winter. The days were pretty short. It wasn't cold, but with the wind and humidity it was clearly January. Before the races we had an actual warm up track. Lately the warm loop has been non existent. With the lack of snow we've been reduced to a short, crowded, and dirty stretch to use leading up to our start time. This place had a whole stadium of white snow and an uphill section to work with. Nothing was too spread out or hard to find, including the heated bathrooms. In other words, the important key points from an athletes perspective were great.  

 Here is a link to a site that may explain a little more on Estonia. http://estonianmoments.ee/

        My personal results are far from as nice. With poor skies during the individual it was down to the sprint. And while our skies were better for the sprint they were still sub par. But to be completely fair some of it was operator error. The energy and power wasn't there. The harder I try to hit the targets the more often I miss them. The other teams that normally fall back on the downhills were pulling away from me no matter how hard I pushed over the crest of the hill. The below expactions trend that started in December has been holding strong all season. Maybe that's why I was so anxiouse to just be home. I'm not a big fan of travel. Packing and check in counters are two of least favorite things. Having to go through that every ten days just to have more bad results in differnt place was taking it's tole on me. I knew I was spent before I even started the sprint race at the OECH.

       I have my suspicions to why it's been a rough year. I was certain I hit it well with training this summer, but the more I wrap my mind around it the more I'm second guessing myself. There is a long list of things I could have done better. When is there not? But that's not the most pending question at hand. The plan from February and March is still up for debate. Racing XC eastern cups was suggested. That's something I could drive to and wouldn't have to do any zeroing for a change. On the other hand I'm not convinced I could even hold my hold own on the New England racing circuit at this point. Techniacally I'm qualified for the last two IBU cups in Canmore, Alberta. If I use the time I ahve now I could revamp the shape and potential do pretty well out west. But with very little funding for the trip it would be an expance on my part. I dread the thought of all that travel and money for more setbacks on the result list.
            The other option is to... do nothing. I could call it done for the season. If the support for Canmore stays as gloomy as it is now I won't make the trip. I should have a meeting with all of my coaches sooner or later. Everyone else is busy with actual racing right now. At the moment all I want to do is curl up the quite little cocoon that is Stockholm. Some time to stay stationary would really mean a lot to me. This may be the worst season yet for me but there is too much potential left in the tank to completely call it quits. I'm actually pretty anxious to get started on next season.



Maybe it's just me but it would seem that building a house around here without a sauna installed would be frowned upon.




Friday, January 30, 2015

Slow Skis Anyone?

        Yeah that's right. If anyone saw the results from yesterday then this little side note is for you. Biathlon is a sport of many details. Some you can control and others you can't. The parts that you can't are more often then not the limiting factors.  Then there is a bit of a grey area. Nailing the race wax is pretty much in that grey area. The end result not being anyone's fault but still an unlucky day for our team at the Open European Champs here in Otepaa, EST.

            Despite not having the limitless resources that the top ranked biathlon nations have we typically have ski quality as good or better  than anyone else on race day.  This wouldn't be the first time I've mentioned this, nor would I be the only team member. There is a lot of effort that goes into the base of race ski. There is work being done on grinds in the summer, ski testing days before competition and early morning starts even for afternoon race times. Only on rare occasions do we have off days. The first two legs of the relay in Hochfilzen, AUT last December was a good example. One which help prevent me from finishing the last leg. See also the sprint in Poland a few weeks ago.
   
         The course here is not the kind of course profile to have slow skis on. If ever there was a course to suit bad skis it might actually be the 3.3km in Presque Isle. In other words this loop wasn't wrought with technically downhills. It's mostly long straight descents. You need a low tuck and fast skis to stay in the race. We didn't have this. You can imagine how hard it was to keep the spirit up when you're passing others on the climbs and losing it all and then some on even the shorter descents. Good or bad shooting I didn't feel as if I had a chance. Leif wasn't feeling the best before the race and dropped out. I don't blame him and complemented to the same.  

         It's no ones fault. We didn't have the full waxing service or supplies that was normally have. These things happen. Yesterday was just proof of the grey area. Aside from my last stage, shooting felt decent. It was very windy. The results of the whole field can avouch for that. The energy level was good for me. Tomorrow is a new day and a new race. Let's see what happens this time.

Wednesday, January 28, 2015

Training in Anterselva

Didn't actually take this one. It's a picture of a picture, but you get the idea. 
          The credentials and Viessmann sticker were aligned and ready for some world cup racing action. Unfortunately, being the reserve for the first WC since December where no US athlete was sick prevented me from being on the start list. Hence "Training" in Anterselva.
There's a river outside our fence door. Just Toblack things. 
          Anterselva, or Antolze depending on your language preference is right on the border with Austria. It takes about 45 minutes of skiing up hill to reach the plateau that crosses the border. It's about ten minutes of skiing downhill to get back to the venue provided there are no collisions on the narrow pass. This particular distance session makes for one of the best there is. The view in the plateau is something special. All facilitated with perfectly groomed tracks and a restaurant or two at 2500 plus meters above sea level. It's worth mentioning that some of the other best of the best classic sessions can be done in near by places. Platzweise comes to mind and few others I don't know how to spell. One of them is Toblack (or Dobbiaco, whatever) which is where our portion of the US team stayed during the WC week. The rest of the team stayed at the usual Seehause, just above the venue. I'm not in position to complain, but the 30 minute drive and awkward breakfast situation was a turn off compared to the Seehause option.
     
          Without any racing to be had it was down to a few good quality training sessions. Casey Smith and I did one interval session with video work for technique purposes. The snow was slow, but realistically there was no excuse for inefficient technique. The conditions were perfect. Hard packed and cold enough to stay that way. Much like the rest of Europe Antolze was lacking snow. The trails are high enough to have what they need, but the classic track that normally starts down the valley a little ways from former USBA coach Armin's house wasn't there this year.  Three years ago that was my go to for easy distance sessions. There was one good strength sessions day in the mix. Strength tends to take a back seat during the racing season. It only fits in when there isn't too much racing going on, but not so much during a rest period. The end results is: most weight room time is logged during the training season. The lack of strength training was evident in the time trail the I did last Saturday. Naturally, being a TT held during training between WC races that didn't mean anything special it went pretty well. 70% shooting in prone and 100% in standing. Ski speed was solid, but the last two loops were rough with the sore muscles. Technique fell apart when I needed it the most. Or, at least it would have had this been something more than a training race.

       Still looking for those better results. The next chance is tomorrow. It's not a world cup and it's not in Italy. Currently a few of the USA athletes are in Otepeaa, Estonia. The travel over had it's ups and downs. I had enough room to breath and nothing more in the back seat among the excessive level of gear for the trip from Anterselva to Munich. Conversely, I had a row to myself on the plane ride to Tallinn. Beyond that there are enough details to make it wait for another update. Tomorrow is just another day. At this point all I can do is go through the motions and see what happens next.
The skiing in Toblack is great when winter actually occurs. 
Some skiing on the plateau in Austria. 

From my window. We may have been closer to the Dolamite mountains that we were to the Anterselva venue.