Friday, March 27, 2009

I can't lift my arms...

Tomorrow is not going to be pleasant.

For the past couple of weeks, I have been in rest mode; trying to catch up on work, hopefully getting out for some backcountry skiing and starting my lifting program. Each of the past two years, I have split the Vermont City Marathon with my brother. It's a great race, but, to race well, you pretty much have to completely switch gears from skiing to running immediately after completing the competitive ski season. Last season, that meant stopping skiing while there was still quite a bit of snow (folks were skiing well into April last year). This year, I thought I would try to extend the season as much as I could, but unfortunately, the ski season cut short by an onslaught of warm weather and some rain. Things rarely go as planned.

The other change to my plan for this year from last year is to hit the weights. When I was in high school and college, I had the uncanny ability of putting on muscle without much time in the weight room. Double poling was my strong suit. Last summer, I decided that my strength program would be limited to bodyweight resistance only. Looking back on my season, and at the advanced age of 33, I think weights will be in my training program for the offseason.

Rather than shell out $70+ a month for a gym membership, I found a weight bench and free weights on Craig's list for $150. Pretty sweet deal. However, like a typical jackass, despite not having lifted for at least 4 or 5 years, I didn't exactly go into the weights easy. I tried to warm up a bit by splitting some wood for a while, but it wasn't enough after only 10 minutes. I did a pretty basic routine: bench, triceps, curls, bent over rows... But, after only 2 hours after I stopped, I can really feel it in my ligaments. I would be willing to bet that by tomorrow, I'll have a hard time shampooing my hair.

Saturday, March 21, 2009

A great morning with a local hero

This morning Onion River Nordic had the fortune of having our resident kick ass world cup skier and national champion Liz Stephen give a free ski clinic. Liz has generously donated her time for clinics for our club a couple of times in the past and they are always great. Her contagious energy gets everyone pumped to ski and she has proved to be an inspiration to area skiers of all ages.

Liz is skiing in the US Distance Nationals beginning on March 24 in Fairbanks. I know she is going to do great and I would not be surprised if she left Alaska with more than one national title.

Technical Difficulties

This past Saturday, I skied in the first ever Mount Washington Marathon at Bretton Woods. It was a 50k classic style race consisting of 2, 25 km laps. Being the first time for this event, and due to the timing compared to NCAA's, and two larger marathons straddling it (Rangeley and Sugarloaf), it was not particularly well attended by the faster skiers in the east. However, the course and day were near perfect: bluebird sky and hard, frozen granular tracks.

I pulled in to Bretton Woods with a little over an hour to race time. Being a classic day, this didn't leave a ton of time to figure out the wax, so I moseyed over to the Swix tent to talk with Mike Innis. One of the great things about cross country ski racing is the quality of the folks that make up its community. Mike Innis is one of the nicest guys you will meet and a super helpful technician. I have known Mike since he helped out with the Lenox (MA) ski team when I was in high school. He now is a wax rep for Swix traveling to many races throughout New England, in addition to teaching up at one of the schools nearby Bretton Woods. Mike offered to help me out with waxing, so I took him up on it. This enabled me to go register, change, use the restrooms etc. This was certainly a luxury that I don't often get!

Even with Mike helping me with the wax, I was cutting it close for the start of the race. This was exacerbated by the fact that the start was a few hundred meters away from the nordic center (I only realized this with about 5 minutes to go). My warm up consisted of running to and from my car to drop off my gear and skiing to the line. In fact, Mike finished my skis with maybe 6 or 7 minutes to spare, so I didn't even get to try the wax. Needless to say, I would have been screwed if I were waxing myself.

The race started out well. There were a number of young college bucks that spread things out pretty quickly. There were some familiar faces in the group I was skiing with, so I was feeling pretty comfortable. Somehow at km 4 I managed to break a pole. I think I may have whacked it against a tree, but regardless, I had to ski with one pole (or one normal pole and one stub) for what turned out to be 6 more km. I finally found a spectator willing to give up their pole, but this turned out to be about 20 cm too short and a circa 1991 T grip to boot. I quickly ditched this pole and found Marty Hall's wife with a decent pole. THis pole ended up having a wacky strap that I could not get tight without twisting my hand around the strap. I ended up switching poles with Mike Innis at the lap. Once again, Mike bailed me out.

The remainder of the first lap was spent trying to make something of the race. I probably should have cooled it a bit after getting the pole back or tried to work up with someone, but I was impatient. This led to a pretty bad bonk at 30 km. I managed to recover and finish OK, but it was definitely not my best effort. Despite some rapidly warming temps, and softening tracks, the wax was superb. Really good glide and super kick all day. Thanks to Mike Innis!