Tent city, as seen from the sightseeing tower |
The next day was spent going to a training area a few
kilometers away and promptly getting lost in the maze of boulders, not unlike
this year’s JWOC middle. However, we
survived the forest and the bugs, and were back in time for an early sleep in
preparation for the Axa relay the next day.
Axa is for youth aged 13-16 and each region sends 2 teams. I cheered on the Sør Trøndelag team as they
ran into 18th place.
This year, O-ringen consisted of three longs, followed by a
middle, and then a long middle (mine was 5.4 km-the elites ran over
10km!). As I walked/ran the 4.3 km to
the start of the first long, I was amazed at the train of people I was with. As far as the eye could see, there were 4 or
5 people abreast migrating to one of 8 starts.
My two main goals for this race were to not get distracted by other
runners and to take the first control slowly, giving myself confidence for the
rest of the race. The first goal I found
surprising easy. While I noticed other
runners, I didn’t let them affect where I ran and how I navigated. Unfortunately, the second goal was to remain
unaccomplished. I made at least 5 min of
error, and was annoyed to realize (once I finally relocated) that I had run some
20 m shy of the control, just a little too low.
Fortunately, I was able to pull myself together for the rest of the
race, although I was plain tired by the end of it all. The race was also interesting as it was divided into two sections: a technically challenging and hilly section to start off with followed by a flat expanse of sand and confusing trails. The trick was to switch techniques halfway through, which is easier said than done.
The second day dawned as a fresh start, and I was determined
to have a better race than the previous day.
I was in the first start block, meaning that I started at 9:17 in the
morning. Unfortunately, I fell victim to
the same error as the previous day in terms of the first control. The second control was easy to find. However, as I was running to the third, I
began to feel quite sick. I was able to
run most of the way to the third before I started to feel so sick that I was
unable to concentrate on the map and course.
I bailed to the first aid station and was given a ride back to the
arena. This was the first time I have
had health issues while I was running and I promised myself I would not let it
happen again by keeping myself hydrated and fed, as I strongly suspect those
two factors to have caused my episode in the first place. That evening, we got to watch the elite
categories tough it out during the sprint in the center of town. We went on a control hunt and found the race
to be very spectator oriented: most of the controls had but a small circle of
clear around them. It was great fun to
cheer on Eric, Emily and Serghei!
The arena on days 3 and 4. The ski hill in the background was fun to climb! |
The third day of racing was preceded by a much needed day of
rest. As the last long, I was determined
to make my two goals of hitting the first control and not letting others
distract me. Happily, I was successful. Unfortunately-when looking back-I made a
few sillier route choices on the longer legs. I found myself counting contours as well-and groaning when I realized just how much I would have to climb! I also (upon loosing contact with the map) lost approximately three minutes on the second last
control. I found two extra controls
during my search, although I still can’t find features on the map which are in
the right places for those two controls.
The middle turned out to be my best race. I had a small deviation on the first control,
but pulled myself together for the rest of the race. I had minor deviations on controls 6 and 7,
but finished the race in good spirits and elated with my placing of 46th out of 116!
The last day was a chase start based on your performance
over the last four days. As I had
disqualified on day 2, I was ineligible for a place in the chase. The race ended up being held on (most likely) the
hottest day of O-ringen. I visited three
water stations on my course, and still could have used more. Perhaps the most exciting part of the race
happened at my second last control. As I
was coming into it, I saw the red hair and bright yellow jersey of Tove
Alexanderson. I had just punched when
Simone Niggli came charging past me. I
attempted to keep up, but it will come as no surprise to all that I was unable
to do so. However, in the excitement, I lost my place on the map. I was
completely confused as to where I was, and finally decided to follow the stream
of people, hoping that I had not missed the go-control, as there was a section
of flagged route before the finish chute.
Luck was in my favour, but I hope that I am forever discouraged from
blindly following world champions.
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