Sitting in the Manchester airport and desperate for internet, I gave in and paid. So, that one huge latte for 2.5 pounds and internet for 5.0 pounds. At the current exchange rate this hour of entertainment will cost me about $100. Ok, not that bad but OUCH the exchange rate is not favorable for my precious American dollars.
This weekend had some great moments and some disappointing ones as well. From the help of my sweet teammate and sport psychologist, Shelley, I am recognizing these kind of moments as the ones that make me better. More on sports psych in a couple days.
The picture above highlights the great moment of the weekend. Shelley podiums in the scratch. We all (myself, Shelley, and Coryn) made the final and devised a couple plans. One of our plans worked and it was rewarded. The enlightening moment was when Shelley and I realized that we could have done so much better and we still made some errors and yet we still pulled out the podium. Wow! My personal results (finishing last of the finishers) don't tell the story of the race. Anyone who races bikes and understands tactics will understand what this means but for those who don't.... simply, when you lay it out there for your team and do your job you are not racing for your own top finish but the teams. I was excited about Shelley's finish as she was. For real!
I raced the keirin yesterday. Round 1 was a tough draw but of course they all are at this level. There were 6 of us and only 1 went through. In my heat were 2 world class (oh, and world champs) sprinters in Anna Meares (AUS) and Yvonne Hijgenaar. Anna took it from the front and nobody was able to come around. I had my own personal goals for this race and felt good about the result. I ended 3rd and 4-6 were no where around. It was a good sign of my speed despite doing all this endurance work the last month. The next round was my disappointing moment of the weekend. I needed to finish 1st in order to move on. Not knowing much of anything about the girls in my heat, we picked my strategy the best we could. Unfortunately, the wheel I picked and the moves I made weren't good enough. I learned a good strategic lesson though that I know will help me in a keirin in the future- definitely one for the memory bank. It wasn't my speed or my legs but more my racing decisions. It is good to know that the Dutch girl who won that race ended up making the final and placing 4th.
Who's tall? Me? No. They are short. Above: Shelley, me, Coryn.
I miss this guy in Colorado! Above: Des Dickie, one of my former coaches who now coaches the Hong Kong Team. For all those who know Des, he is looking good and healthy. Besides not speaking the language and not loving the food, he is really happy coaching his team and being rewarded with some great results.
The countdown is on.... about 17 more hours until I can see my puppy!