I'd like to first start off by thanking every single one of you (my supporters, friends, family) for cheering me on and pushing me to be my best as I have been training this winter and for the past couple of years in wildwater. I owe a lot to the people who have been there in the darkest of times as well as the best of times, and I appreciate it and cannot thank you all enough.
March 25-26th was the weekend of the East Junior Team Trials, in conjunction with the US Open. This was my first race of the year because I have had had sickness and other commitments during the previous races and thus have missed them.
Getting on the course has not been a problem for me, as it was on the Nantahala River in North Carolina, a mere 2.5 hours from Chattanooga. I have trained there often in the past couple of years and know my lines well and am confident in my boat placement and control now.
My biggest worries for this race were not being able to mentally push myself enough to get the results I want, or to pace myself too fast and be too tired at the end of my race to finish well. Each day of the racing went a little differently; I wasn't 100% pleased with my performances, but I did what I came to do and made the team so that was OK.
Does it look cold here? It definitely was!
Saturday was the day of the sprint races. Two sprint runs were made down the rapid called Patton's Run, which is a fairly easy rapid with one major negotiation at the end of the course. The day was cold, and rain fell intermittenly during and between the races. The water was at a decent level, and I was ready to get moving by the time my coffee kicked in that morning. For this race I chose a new line, that I had only learned a couple of weeks previous to the event, so I was definitely nervous because it had a do-or-die element to it, slicing over a small wave, in between a hole and a rock, followed by sketchy eddy and current lines.
Sprint Race
Ultimately I was hoping this line would be faster than the past line I have used, but even with clean runs I ended up a few seconds slower than I wanted to be. I also mark up my times to the fact I was slowing down before the rapid due to nervousness. But hands down, no excuses, I was not racing at the level I should have been, and going into the next day I knew I would need to make a personal vow to step it up and put everything into my every stroke to be the best I could be. I had already made the US Junior Wildwater team by that point, but I knew within myself that I had not been racing what I was capable of.
Sunday was the day of the classic race. The weather was clearing up but the sun was not quite warm enough to shed layers of gear. With a longer race, I knew I would get hot quickly as opposed to the sprint runs where I needed to remain as warm as possible. To cool myself off I wore
NRS Hydroskin and Wavelite shirts under an NRS Splash jacket, so that the layers would keep me cool but dry.
Classic Race
Probably what shook me the most in the morning was not the temperature outside but the sudden understanding that the course I would be racing on was much shorter than I was prepared for. The course classically goes from Ferebee rapid to Ledges rapid, but last year it was moved further downstream by a few minutes, so I had been under the assumption it would remain that long for this years race. So I was shaken a bit by having to scramble to figure out a new pacing guideline for my race. I was okay because I know the course so well I was able to efficiently divide it into four sections and still knew what my pace should be at each quarter marker.
Start of the Classic... after the first stroke!
My race started fast, with a 100+ stroke rate into the first rapid, moderating my strokes as I eased into race pace for the rest of the course. I found myself on higher water due to the previous day's rain, which I enjoyed because I knew it meant I would have faster times that day than ever before. There was one rapid I unfortunately miscalculated my boat placement because I hadn't realised the full effect of the higher water yet... I definitely was disappointed being thrown off the wave several feet left of where I was supposed to be, and I am sad to say it probably cost me a few seconds to get back on line.
Then, at the top of the rapid we call the Ledges, I passed my little sister Selena, who had started a minute ahead of me. Keep in mind this is a 12 minute course, so moving a minute ahead is a huge leap and it took me the whole race to get there. I came up behind her and yelled upon my approach, but either she didn't hear me or I was unclear of my position... I ended up attempting to pass her in boiling water and had to pass to the left of a rock that is best run right of for a faster line. The boils pushed us together and we came to a full stop as I fustratedly tried to move around her. I must interject, my sister absolutely did nothing wrong, and the fault was mostly mine, but I am positive I lost 5-10 seconds slowing down, moving around her, and having to pick up my momentum once again to regain top glide speed.
Just after the passing move...
I finished hard but I knew I had lost anywhere from 10 to 15 seconds in that race, and 10 to 15 seconds ahead of my time was where I had been shooting for, time-wise. However I knew that in the better parts of the race I had pushed myself and I was mostly satisfied with the race as a whole. I may not have been number one this race, but I can do it in the future in the races to come. I am content being a few percent behind for now, but I will definitely be spending the months training to be the absolute best and fastest I can be.
My next big adventures are the
NOC Dagger Freestyle Shootout later this month (no, I haven't decided whether I'm competing yet or not), guiding trips down the Ocoee for the
Boater Chick Festival in May, traveling to Colorado for
Fibark/Wildwater National Championships/epic Western creeking in June, and then the
Junior Wildwater World Championships in July!