Category: XCFeeds

A collection of live feeds from cross-country ski blogs around the web.
  • The Italian Dream Continues…

    Italy continues to treat our team well! After a day and a half of rain (and snow up high), we’ve had nothing but sunny skies and warm temperatures in the valley. Enthusiasm is so high: it’s great to see everyone getting along and excited to train every day. We’re having trouble convincing our skiers to take days off! One mandatory break was a visit to nearby Innsbruck to pick up Haands Strudel (Hans). We got him at the airport, but his bags were delayed, so we checked out the Olympic city on the Inn River:
    Innsbruck’s major tourist attraction is the “Goldenes Dachl” or “Golden Roof” at the heart of the city. Built in 1500, the original structure still stands, with mountains rising in the background.

    These were the last moments before a huge rainstorm in the region that left the valley pretty soggy and the peaks snowy.

    The rain didn’t discourage us from training, though. Here Dev pegs his heartrate before the start of a bounding interval up the lower slopes of this alpine hill near the Austrian border.

    In the afternoon, we got inside for a strength session and were surprised by a giant treadmill for rollerski testing. The girls try it out, with Coach Beckwith ramping up the speed and the incline.

    I don’t know what’s brighter: the snow in the alpine or Kaitlin’s pearly whites: we’ve had some fun times since it got nice again.

    It’s good to have Hans around: he’s bringing leadership, focus, and fun to the group, not to mention an array of hipster t-shirts.

    Antoine has been our music guru for the past few days. We had a little dance party while waiting for keys to the kayak barn, and DJ Toine did not disappoint.

    Rock on.

    Our girl’s team is stronger than ever: they rollerskied uphill from Plaus to Oris the other day: three plus consecutive hours through the apple orchards in the valley here. Impressive!

    It’s hard not to be happy when we’re here.

    We’ve mixed up the training to keep everyone fresh: here the boys team goes for a run before kayaking. They don’t look tired, but they should: the day before, they took the train down to Marlengo, then skated 58 kilometers uphill back to Mals.  

    Kayaking is a great recovery workout: we get off our feet and work on core and upper body strength: it’s about as ski specific as you can get without using ski poles.

    We got all dressed up for our dinner at the Sport Oberschule: it’s been amazing to interact with the Italians here at the school. 

    We thought that one beautiful overdistance rollerski in three days wasn’t enough, so we headed up with the Italian biathletes to classic ski the Martell Valley.

    Our girls skied for a while with the Italians, who don’t classic ski very often (maybe once per week, they said). Then MK and Kaitlin pulled away: their fitness is evident in every workout we do.

    Hans kept a careful eye on his heartrate: we’ve got a pretty sweet log of the workout from the Garmin monitor he was wearing:
    Even gaining close to 5000 feet in elevation, and skiing at altitude, Hans and the rest of the gang did a great job of staying easy.

    The road has some serious switchbacks: here Coach Beckwith stands one level up and shoots down at the group.

    Pretty cool sequence of Ryley cruising around the hairpin turn.

    The views on this ski were spectacular in every direction.

    We’re not at the top yet, but the whole ski gave us reason to celebrate!

    The two “trainers,” Andy and Justin. Collaboration has been incredible this entire trip.

    Paradise Hotel: an historical Italian landmark at the top of the valley.

    The coaches made a little hike down into the gorge, while the kids hiked up into the mountains.

    It was a big day, and a good day. Italy is sweet!

    At the top with new friends.

    Is that Gavett? Maybe retired to the Sud Tirol in a few years?

  • Fooling Ourselves?

    This spring I was listening to a podcast about lying, and there was a brief mention about the best athletes practicing self-deception in order to perform better.  For example, a successful track and field athlete claims to repeat ‘I am the best‘ before competing.  They are not the best in the world, but that’s what they briefly make themselves believe.  When I mentioned it to Reese the other day, he said that he had just been reading about how realistic expectations make a person live a happier and more successful life.  I can see how realistic definitions of success would cause it to be easier achieved, but I was hung up on the idea that doubt limits your performance in athletics.  It makes sense to me that if you believe you can do something, your mind allows your body to go there.  By believe I don’t mean think it superficially and consciously, but to really feel it in your gut and know it subconsciously.  I don’t know a whole lot about sports psychology except for a few tidbits that I have heard and learned from my own experience, but it seems to me that being able to ‘make’ yourself feel that confidence would be hugely advantageous.  I don’t know how that relates to a happy and successful life in general, but if your self-deception was limited to athletics and contributed to your achievement of your (mostly) realistic goals, it seems like it might be a good idea.
     
    I bring this up now because I just read an article in the NYTimes called A Little Deception Helps Push Athletes to the Limit – NYTimes.com.  Tyler Kornfield shared it earlier today on twitter, and I certainly think it’s interesting.  Basically some scientists in Northumbrian University, England, did some tests on ‘trained cyclists’ in which they repeatedly reached their max in a 4,000m time trial on a stationary bike.  Then, they were told to race avatars on a screen in front of them.  The cyclists were told that the avatars were moving at the speed of their previous max effort, but the avatars were actually going 1% faster.  The athletes were consistently able to tap further into their anaerobic energy systems and match a time significantly faster than theirs (1% seems small, but in an elite field it can make a huge difference).  In my mind, I can absolutely see how this is possible.  If I am positive that I can do something (like beat a specific person in a race, or match a time that I have done before) I will not let myself give up.  The minute doubt starts to come into my mind, that’s when it gets hard.  When I start thinking of reasons that I can’t do it today, that’s when I know I am in trouble.  A good race is usually so full of confidence that I am probably unbearable to be around afterwards, and any kind of mental a trick that I can find to get into that zone is something I am willing to look into. 
     
    The other interesting part of that article was the talk of competition bringing out higher levels of performance.  The bikers who raced avatars who were going the same speed as the athlete’s best time were able to beat the avatar and their own best time because of the virtual competition.  To this I say DUH!!! That’s why I train with a team and not by myself all the time.  Having someone on your shoulder or to chase down brings out better more powerful technique and helps you dig deeper every time.  I set a new PR in testing a couple of weeks ago, and I am positive that it was because Kate Fitz was on my heels the whole way.  That’s when I find movements that are most efficient and strong, and it’s how I know that I am improving.  Chasing World Cup winner Kikkan Randall around is one of the most beneficial parts of skiing for APU, and it absolutely has a huge impact on my training.  Even being a rabbit for her in bounding intervals gives me a chance to try and hang with her for a little bit as she passes me, and I learn a lot each time.  Now I just need to fool myself into thinking I could bound as fast as she does, and I could keep up… in a few years.  Look out world, here we come!

    Here is the Radiolab podcast that I mentioned:
    Deception – Radiolab

  • Fooling Ourselves?

    This spring I was listening to a podcast about lying, and there was a brief mention about the best athletes practicing self-deception in order to perform better.  For example, a successful track and field athlete claims to repeat ‘I am the best‘ before competing.  They are not the best in the world, but that’s what they briefly make themselves believe.  When I mentioned it to Reese the other day, he said that he had just been reading about how realistic expectations make a person live a happier and more successful life.  I can see how realistic definitions of success would cause it to be easier achieved, but I was hung up on the idea that doubt limits your performance in athletics.  It makes sense to me that if you believe you can do something, your mind allows your body to go there.  By believe I don’t mean think it superficially and consciously, but to really feel it in your gut and know it subconsciously.  I don’t know a whole lot about sports psychology except for a few tidbits that I have heard and learned from my own experience, but it seems to me that being able to ‘make’ yourself feel that confidence would be hugely advantageous.  I don’t know how that relates to a happy and successful life in general, but if your self-deception was limited to athletics and contributed to your achievement of your (mostly) realistic goals, it seems like it might be a good idea.
     
    I bring this up now because I just read an article in the NYTimes called A Little Deception Helps Push Athletes to the Limit – NYTimes.com.  Tyler Kornfield shared it earlier today on twitter, and I certainly think it’s interesting.  Basically some scientists in Northumbrian University, England, did some tests on ‘trained cyclists’ in which they repeatedly reached their max in a 4,000m time trial on a stationary bike.  Then, they were told to race avatars on a screen in front of them.  The cyclists were told that the avatars were moving at the speed of their previous max effort, but the avatars were actually going 1% faster.  The athletes were consistently able to tap further into their anaerobic energy systems and match a time significantly faster than theirs (1% seems small, but in an elite field it can make a huge difference).  In my mind, I can absolutely see how this is possible.  If I am positive that I can do something (like beat a specific person in a race, or match a time that I have done before) I will not let myself give up.  The minute doubt starts to come into my mind, that’s when it gets hard.  When I start thinking of reasons that I can’t do it today, that’s when I know I am in trouble.  A good race is usually so full of confidence that I am probably unbearable to be around afterwards, and any kind of mental a trick that I can find to get into that zone is something I am willing to look into. 
     
    The other interesting part of that article was the talk of competition bringing out higher levels of performance.  The bikers who raced avatars who were going the same speed as the athlete’s best time were able to beat the avatar and their own best time because of the virtual competition.  To this I say DUH!!! That’s why I train with a team and not by myself all the time.  Having someone on your shoulder or to chase down brings out better more powerful technique and helps you dig deeper every time.  I set a new PR in testing a couple of weeks ago, and I am positive that it was because Kate Fitz was on my heels the whole way.  That’s when I find movements that are most efficient and strong, and it’s how I know that I am improving.  Chasing World Cup winner Kikkan Randall around is one of the most beneficial parts of skiing for APU, and it absolutely has a huge impact on my training.  Even being a rabbit for her in bounding intervals gives me a chance to try and hang with her for a little bit as she passes me, and I learn a lot each time.  Now I just need to fool myself into thinking I could bound as fast as she does, and I could keep up… in a few years.  Look out world, here we come!

    Here is the Radiolab podcast that I mentioned:
    Deception – Radiolab

  • Fooling Ourselves?

    This spring I was listening to a podcast about lying, and there was a brief mention about the best athletes practicing self-deception in order to perform better.  For example, a successful track and field athlete claims to repeat ‘I am the best‘ before competing.  They are not the best in the world, but that’s what they briefly make themselves believe.  When I mentioned it to Reese the other day, he said that he had just been reading about how realistic expectations make a person live a happier and more successful life.  I can see how realistic definitions of success would cause it to be easier achieved, but I was hung up on the idea that doubt limits your performance in athletics.  It makes sense to me that if you believe you can do something, your mind allows your body to go there.  By believe I don’t mean think it superficially and consciously, but to really feel it in your gut and know it subconsciously.  I don’t know a whole lot about sports psychology except for a few tidbits that I have heard and learned from my own experience, but it seems to me that being able to ‘make’ yourself feel that confidence would be hugely advantageous.  I don’t know how that relates to a happy and successful life in general, but if your self-deception was limited to athletics and contributed to your achievement of your (mostly) realistic goals, it seems like it might be a good idea.
     
    I bring this up now because I just read an article in the NYTimes called A Little Deception Helps Push Athletes to the Limit – NYTimes.com.  Tyler Kornfield shared it earlier today on twitter, and I certainly think it’s interesting.  Basically some scientists in Northumbrian University, England, did some tests on ‘trained cyclists’ in which they repeatedly reached their max in a 4,000m time trial on a stationary bike.  Then, they were told to race avatars on a screen in front of them.  The cyclists were told that the avatars were moving at the speed of their previous max effort, but the avatars were actually going 1% faster.  The athletes were consistently able to tap further into their anaerobic energy systems and match a time significantly faster than theirs (1% seems small, but in an elite field it can make a huge difference).  In my mind, I can absolutely see how this is possible.  If I am positive that I can do something (like beat a specific person in a race, or match a time that I have done before) I will not let myself give up.  The minute doubt starts to come into my mind, that’s when it gets hard.  When I start thinking of reasons that I can’t do it today, that’s when I know I am in trouble.  A good race is usually so full of confidence that I am probably unbearable to be around afterwards, and any kind of mental a trick that I can find to get into that zone is something I am willing to look into. 
     
    The other interesting part of that article was the talk of competition bringing out higher levels of performance.  The bikers who raced avatars who were going the same speed as the athlete’s best time were able to beat the avatar and their own best time because of the virtual competition.  To this I say DUH!!! That’s why I train with a team and not by myself all the time.  Having someone on your shoulder or to chase down brings out better more powerful technique and helps you dig deeper every time.  I set a new PR in testing a couple of weeks ago, and I am positive that it was because Kate Fitz was on my heels the whole way.  That’s when I find movements that are most efficient and strong, and it’s how I know that I am improving.  Chasing World Cup winner Kikkan Randall around is one of the most beneficial parts of skiing for APU, and it absolutely has a huge impact on my training.  Even being a rabbit for her in bounding intervals gives me a chance to try and hang with her for a little bit as she passes me, and I learn a lot each time.  Now I just need to fool myself into thinking I could bound as fast as she does, and I could keep up… in a few years.  Look out world, here we come!

    Here is the Radiolab podcast that I mentioned:
    Deception – Radiolab

  • Fooling Ourselves?

    This spring I was listening to a podcast about lying, and there was a brief mention about the best athletes practicing self-deception in order to perform better.  For example, a successful track and field athlete claims to repeat ‘I am the best‘ before competing.  They are not the best in the world, but that’s what they briefly make themselves believe.  When I mentioned it to Reese the other day, he said that he had just been reading about how realistic expectations make a person live a happier and more successful life.  I can see how realistic definitions of success would cause it to be easier achieved, but I was hung up on the idea that doubt limits your performance in athletics.  It makes sense to me that if you believe you can do something, your mind allows your body to go there.  By believe I don’t mean think it superficially and consciously, but to really feel it in your gut and know it subconsciously.  I don’t know a whole lot about sports psychology except for a few tidbits that I have heard and learned from my own experience, but it seems to me that being able to ‘make’ yourself feel that confidence would be hugely advantageous.  I don’t know how that relates to a happy and successful life in general, but if your self-deception was limited to athletics and contributed to your achievement of your (mostly) realistic goals, it seems like it might be a good idea.
     
    I bring this up now because I just read an article in the NYTimes called A Little Deception Helps Push Athletes to the Limit – NYTimes.com.  Tyler Kornfield shared it earlier today on twitter, and I certainly think it’s interesting.  Basically some scientists in Northumbrian University, England, did some tests on ‘trained cyclists’ in which they repeatedly reached their max in a 4,000m time trial on a stationary bike.  Then, they were told to race avatars on a screen in front of them.  The cyclists were told that the avatars were moving at the speed of their previous max effort, but the avatars were actually going 1% faster.  The athletes were consistently able to tap further into their anaerobic energy systems and match a time significantly faster than theirs (1% seems small, but in an elite field it can make a huge difference).  In my mind, I can absolutely see how this is possible.  If I am positive that I can do something (like beat a specific person in a race, or match a time that I have done before) I will not let myself give up.  The minute doubt starts to come into my mind, that’s when it gets hard.  When I start thinking of reasons that I can’t do it today, that’s when I know I am in trouble.  A good race is usually so full of confidence that I am probably unbearable to be around afterwards, and any kind of mental a trick that I can find to get into that zone is something I am willing to look into. 
     
    The other interesting part of that article was the talk of competition bringing out higher levels of performance.  The bikers who raced avatars who were going the same speed as the athlete’s best time were able to beat the avatar and their own best time because of the virtual competition.  To this I say DUH!!! That’s why I train with a team and not by myself all the time.  Having someone on your shoulder or to chase down brings out better more powerful technique and helps you dig deeper every time.  I set a new PR in testing a couple of weeks ago, and I am positive that it was because Kate Fitz was on my heels the whole way.  That’s when I find movements that are most efficient and strong, and it’s how I know that I am improving.  Chasing World Cup winner Kikkan Randall around is one of the most beneficial parts of skiing for APU, and it absolutely has a huge impact on my training.  Even being a rabbit for her in bounding intervals gives me a chance to try and hang with her for a little bit as she passes me, and I learn a lot each time.  Now I just need to fool myself into thinking I could bound as fast as she does, and I could keep up… in a few years.  Look out world, here we come!

    Here is the Radiolab podcast that I mentioned:
    Deception – Radiolab

  • Fooling Ourselves?

    This spring I was listening to a podcast about lying, and there was a brief mention about the best athletes practicing self-deception in order to perform better.  For example, a successful track and field athlete claims to repeat ‘I am the best‘ before competing.  They are not the best in the world, but that’s what they briefly make themselves believe.  When I mentioned it to Reese the other day, he said that he had just been reading about how realistic expectations make a person live a happier and more successful life.  I can see how realistic definitions of success would cause it to be easier achieved, but I was hung up on the idea that doubt limits your performance in athletics.  It makes sense to me that if you believe you can do something, your mind allows your body to go there.  By believe I don’t mean think it superficially and consciously, but to really feel it in your gut and know it subconsciously.  I don’t know a whole lot about sports psychology except for a few tidbits that I have heard and learned from my own experience, but it seems to me that being able to ‘make’ yourself feel that confidence would be hugely advantageous.  I don’t know how that relates to a happy and successful life in general, but if your self-deception was limited to athletics and contributed to your achievement of your (mostly) realistic goals, it seems like it might be a good idea.
     
    I bring this up now because I just read an article in the NYTimes called A Little Deception Helps Push Athletes to the Limit – NYTimes.com.  Tyler Kornfield shared it earlier today on twitter, and I certainly think it’s interesting.  Basically some scientists in Northumbrian University, England, did some tests on ‘trained cyclists’ in which they repeatedly reached their max in a 4,000m time trial on a stationary bike.  Then, they were told to race avatars on a screen in front of them.  The cyclists were told that the avatars were moving at the speed of their previous max effort, but the avatars were actually going 1% faster.  The athletes were consistently able to tap further into their anaerobic energy systems and match a time significantly faster than theirs (1% seems small, but in an elite field it can make a huge difference).  In my mind, I can absolutely see how this is possible.  If I am positive that I can do something (like beat a specific person in a race, or match a time that I have done before) I will not let myself give up.  The minute doubt starts to come into my mind, that’s when it gets hard.  When I start thinking of reasons that I can’t do it today, that’s when I know I am in trouble.  A good race is usually so full of confidence that I am probably unbearable to be around afterwards, and any kind of mental a trick that I can find to get into that zone is something I am willing to look into. 
     
    The other interesting part of that article was the talk of competition bringing out higher levels of performance.  The bikers who raced avatars who were going the same speed as the athlete’s best time were able to beat the avatar and their own best time because of the virtual competition.  To this I say DUH!!! That’s why I train with a team and not by myself all the time.  Having someone on your shoulder or to chase down brings out better more powerful technique and helps you dig deeper every time.  I set a new PR in testing a couple of weeks ago, and I am positive that it was because Kate Fitz was on my heels the whole way.  That’s when I find movements that are most efficient and strong, and it’s how I know that I am improving.  Chasing World Cup winner Kikkan Randall around is one of the most beneficial parts of skiing for APU, and it absolutely has a huge impact on my training.  Even being a rabbit for her in bounding intervals gives me a chance to try and hang with her for a little bit as she passes me, and I learn a lot each time.  Now I just need to fool myself into thinking I could bound as fast as she does, and I could keep up… in a few years.  Look out world, here we come!

    Here is the Radiolab podcast that I mentioned:
    Deception – Radiolab

  • Women Talk Sports

    In an effort to reach a new audience, I boldly began a new blog on womentalksports.com recently. Women Talk Sports is a site where many female athlete’s blogs are linked, and people can read about women’s athletics. Users can comment, and some users can blog.
    It is a well-organized site that has everything tagged and sorted by sport. Unfortunately, they’re pretty low on cross country skiers. I don’t know if we’ll ever be a hot item like the female basketball players on there… but it’s worth a shot. Since its focus is so summery, I think there is potential to reach people checking in in the wintertime when there will be fewer soccer and running blogs feeding into it. In any case, I have found a couple of short and fun blurbs about Nike advertising’s objectification of women, and learned that Hope Solo is in Dancing With the Stars. Of course, if I paid more attention I would probably know that already. But still, I think it’s a developing site and I will be interested to see where it goes. Check it out! My first WTS blog can be found here, and I encourage female skiers to try and get added to the feed!

  • Women Talk Sports

    In an effort to reach a new audience, I boldly began a new blog on womentalksports.com recently. Women Talk Sports is a site where many female athlete’s blogs are linked, and people can read about women’s athletics. Users can comment, and some users can blog.
    It is a well-organized site that has everything tagged and sorted by sport. Unfortunately, they’re pretty low on cross country skiers. I don’t know if we’ll ever be a hot item like the female basketball players on there… but it’s worth a shot. Since its focus is so summery, I think there is potential to reach people checking in in the wintertime when there will be fewer soccer and running blogs feeding into it. In any case, I have found a couple of short and fun blurbs about Nike advertising’s objectification of women, and learned that Hope Solo is in Dancing With the Stars. Of course, if I paid more attention I would probably know that already. But still, I think it’s a developing site and I will be interested to see where it goes. Check it out! My first WTS blog can be found here, and I encourage female skiers to try and get added to the feed!

  • My First Summer in Craftsbury, and other Firsts

    I arrived at “Elinor’s,” as our farmhouse-turned-athlete-compound is known, in the first week of June. My first impression of my new home was highlighted by Hannah’s remarkably good paintings of local scenery, which line the living room walls, and ‘infused’ by the distinctive smells of stale chain saw gas and sweat mingling in the stairwell, emanating from the drying racks outside of Pat and Dylan’s Man Cave room. With this impression, I began an endless list of firsts. Not surprisingly, my transformation from college runner-skier ( I put “runner” first on purpose) to Green Racing Project skier required a major overhaul of the intensity, variety, and quantity of my daily athletic commitments. What I did not expect, however, was the extent to which my lifestyle outside of training would change upon moving to the Northeast Kingdom of Vermont (should’ve known!).

    My first workout of the summer, with my new team and my new coach, was an 80-minute classic roller-ski the morning after I moved in. I am a novice (though not outright first-time) roller-skier, and in the beginning, I spent about as much time roller-skiing as I did filming my teammates from Pepa’s passenger-side window, as they skied for twice as long as I could. Ah, those were the good ol’ days. Within the first week, I tried rowing, ski erging, hill bounding, and Pepa’s ab-wrenching hill jumps for the first time. “And on the 7th day,” I slept for 10.5 hours and began a 20-day bout with semi-paralysis which required that I sit myself up in bed each morning using my arms. By the end of June, as NENSA’s junior development camp was underway at the Outdoor Center, Pepa thought I was ready for my first roller-ski intervals. Of course she was right; I managed to evade both physical catastrophe and mental ruin, staying ahead of most, if not all of the J2 age group participants. In early July, I survived my first “speed week,” comprised of at least seven (7) interval sessions, including my first 15km running race. Admittedly, the comments section of my training log from that particular week contains the entry, “OMG HORRIBLE,” but hey, I made it. It had been a struggle for me to finish those 80-minute roller-skis when I first came to Craftsbury, but on the last Sunday of July, I completed a 3-hour and 45-minute death march roller-ski odyssey to Lake Willoughby, closing out my first “volume week” with a grand total of 20.1 hours of training success. The comments for that day were “Felt good! Surprise.” I am capable now now of things that I never would have thought possible a year or a month ago, or even yesterday. Most days, in fact, I find I do at least one impossible thing before sitting down to lunch!

    My days and hours off from ski practice have been flooded with a torrent of exciting, new activities and opportunities to learn. Writing this blog entry is undoubtedly the most time I’ve spent indoors since coming to Craftsbury. In the garden I have learned to seed, weed, water, identify, harvest, wash, and store no fewer than 15 kinds of edible plants. Thank you, Anna Schultz! I fulfilled a life-long dream by assisting in the care of 4 piglets at Hosmer Point, the summer camp down the lake which is newly affiliated with the Outdoor Center. I fed them at least once every day, and cried honestly upon their recent demise. Brian Gluck, the Outdoor Center’s carpenter and maintenance guru, taught me that every life form is worth crying over, and also how to put on a metal roof. In the evenings, after spending some quality time with my porcine friends at Hosmer Point, I often partook in whatever absurdity was underway at camp. Most notably, perhaps, was my on-call appearance at Carnival Night as a gypsy fortune teller. I knew I had succeeded when two weeks later, on the last night of the session, a camper confided to me: “My fortune came true!…About the treasure!!” I can only hope that my achievements in gardening, farming, and fortune telling might be equaled on the trails come wintertime.

    My first impression of Elinor’s hasn’t changed; it has been supplemented by gems like that time we stayed home and cooked local beef and artichokes and sweet corn in the middle of the summer and sat around the campfire in the yard eating it all, and how on days when we were up early enough we could see the cloud of morning mist floating in the valley between our house and the Creek Road, and the way the house smelled when our ingenious Vermonter girl teammates made and preserved 10 jars of pickles during hurricane Irene, and by finding scrawled messages by the communal phone like, “Pat your uncle Bob called he says congrats on the big win.” It is true that the deer flies were abominable (and immune to deet) for approximately three weeks in the middle of July, and it seems that the power goes out for a day or so at least once a month here, and the staircase scent did for a brief time become truly intolerable due to an unfortunate and critical misunderstanding of our septic system’s layout. But for the most part, the grass isn’t greener on any side that I know of. Here’s to hoping that my summer of firsts was the first of many. Happy Fall!

    Posing proudly with the world's first documented Beet/Swiss Chard cross-breed, grown in our very own organic garden.

    Posing proudly with the world's first documented Beet/Swiss Chard cross-breed, grown in our very own organic garden.

    Susan (Left), Hannah (vintage skating costume), and I working together in the Climb to the Castle roller-ski race up Whiteface Mountain in Lake Placid.

    Susan (Left), Hannah (vintage skating costume), and I working together in the Climb to the Castle roller-ski race up Whiteface Mountain in Lake Placid.

    High Rollers: Susan and I "working" at Casino Night at Hosmer Point.

    High Rollers: Susan and I "working" at Casino Night at Hosmer Point.

    Feeding Spots his last supper.

    Feeding Spots his last supper.
  • My First Summer in Craftsbury, and other Firsts

    I arrived at “Elinor’s,” as our farmhouse-turned-athlete-compound is known, in the first week of June. My first impression of my new home was highlighted by Hannah’s remarkably good paintings of local scenery, which line the living room walls, and ‘infused’ by the distinctive smells of stale chain saw gas and sweat mingling in the stairwell, emanating from the drying racks outside of Pat and Dylan’s Man Cave room. With this impression, I began an endless list of firsts. Not surprisingly, my transformation from college runner-skier ( I put “runner” first on purpose) to Green Racing Project skier required a major overhaul of the intensity, variety, and quantity of my daily athletic commitments. What I did not expect, however, was the extent to which my lifestyle outside of training would change upon moving to the Northeast Kingdom of Vermont (should’ve known!).

    My first workout of the summer, with my new team and my new coach, was an 80-minute classic roller-ski the morning after I moved in. I am a novice (though not outright first-time) roller-skier, and in the beginning, I spent about as much time roller-skiing as I did filming my teammates from Pepa’s passenger-side window, as they skied for twice as long as I could. Ah, those were the good ol’ days. Within the first week, I tried rowing, ski erging, hill bounding, and Pepa’s ab-wrenching hill jumps for the first time. “And on the 7th day,” I slept for 10.5 hours and began a 20-day bout with semi-paralysis which required that I sit myself up in bed each morning using my arms. By the end of June, as NENSA’s junior development camp was underway at the Outdoor Center, Pepa thought I was ready for my first roller-ski intervals. Of course she was right; I managed to evade both physical catastrophe and mental ruin, staying ahead of most, if not all of the J2 age group participants. In early July, I survived my first “speed week,” comprised of at least seven (7) interval sessions, including my first 15km running race. Admittedly, the comments section of my training log from that particular week contains the entry, “OMG HORRIBLE,” but hey, I made it. It had been a struggle for me to finish those 80-minute roller-skis when I first came to Craftsbury, but on the last Sunday of July, I completed a 3-hour and 45-minute death march roller-ski odyssey to Lake Willoughby, closing out my first “volume week” with a grand total of 20.1 hours of training success. The comments for that day were “Felt good! Surprise.” I am capable now now of things that I never would have thought possible a year or a month ago, or even yesterday. Most days, in fact, I find I do at least one impossible thing before sitting down to lunch!

    My days and hours off from ski practice have been flooded with a torrent of exciting, new activities and opportunities to learn. Writing this blog entry is undoubtedly the most time I’ve spent indoors since coming to Craftsbury. In the garden I have learned to seed, weed, water, identify, harvest, wash, and store no fewer than 15 kinds of edible plants. Thank you, Anna Schultz! I fulfilled a life-long dream by assisting in the care of 4 piglets at Hosmer Point, the summer camp down the lake which is newly affiliated with the Outdoor Center. I fed them at least once every day, and cried honestly upon their recent demise. Brian Gluck, the Outdoor Center’s carpenter and maintenance guru, taught me that every life form is worth crying over, and also how to put on a metal roof. In the evenings, after spending some quality time with my porcine friends at Hosmer Point, I often partook in whatever absurdity was underway at camp. Most notably, perhaps, was my on-call appearance at Carnival Night as a gypsy fortune teller. I knew I had succeeded when two weeks later, on the last night of the session, a camper confided to me: “My fortune came true!…About the treasure!!” I can only hope that my achievements in gardening, farming, and fortune telling might be equaled on the trails come wintertime.

    My first impression of Elinor’s hasn’t changed; it has been supplemented by gems like that time we stayed home and cooked local beef and artichokes and sweet corn in the middle of the summer and sat around the campfire in the yard eating it all, and how on days when we were up early enough we could see the cloud of morning mist floating in the valley between our house and the Creek Road, and the way the house smelled when our ingenious Vermonter girl teammates made and preserved 10 jars of pickles during hurricane Irene, and by finding scrawled messages by the communal phone like, “Pat your uncle Bob called he says congrats on the big win.” It is true that the deer flies were abominable (and immune to deet) for approximately three weeks in the middle of July, and it seems that the power goes out for a day or so at least once a month here, and the staircase scent did for a brief time become truly intolerable due to an unfortunate and critical misunderstanding of our septic system’s layout. But for the most part, the grass isn’t greener on any side that I know of. Here’s to hoping that my summer of firsts was the first of many. Happy Fall!

    Posing proudly with the world's first documented Beet/Swiss Chard cross-breed, grown in our very own organic garden.

    Posing proudly with the world's first documented Beet/Swiss Chard cross-breed, grown in our very own organic garden.

    Susan (Left), Hannah (vintage skating costume), and I working together in the Climb to the Castle roller-ski race up Whiteface Mountain in Lake Placid.

    Susan (Left), Hannah (vintage skating costume), and I working together in the Climb to the Castle roller-ski race up Whiteface Mountain in Lake Placid.

    High Rollers: Susan and I "working" at Casino Night at Hosmer Point.

    High Rollers: Susan and I "working" at Casino Night at Hosmer Point.

    Feeding Spots his last supper.

    Feeding Spots his last supper.
  • Germany and Beyond

    It seems that despite all the best laid plans, my blogging efforts have been stalled for the past few weeks. Sorry about that. Since my last post, I spent a week in Oberhof, Germany before flying back to Lake Placid for three short days and then heading off to Alaska to visit Zach. Last week, Zach and I went off into the Wrangell-St. Elias National Park & Preserve where we backpacked into some beautiful country looking for moose. We were unsuccessful in our moose hunt, but the trip was well worth it.

    Hooked up to all kinds of fancy machines at the Salzburg University sport center. We stopped here briefly on our way from Ruhpolding to Oberhof for some shooting position analysis.

    Inside the Ski Hall in Oberhof. I really enjoyed the opportunity to be on-snow, but the 1.7km loop became pretty repetitive!

    We even had spectators checking us out from time to time!

    While we didn’t find any moose in Wrangell, we did find plenty of Caribou antlers!

    Next week I head back to Lake Placid for another brief stop before our October camp in Utah begins. Yes, October. I can hardly believe how quickly August and September have flown by. I’m enjoying fall, though, and already looking forward to winter!

  • Germany and Beyond

    It seems that despite all the best laid plans, my blogging efforts have been stalled for the past few weeks. Sorry about that. Since my last post, I spent a week in Oberhof, Germany before flying back to Lake Placid for three short days and then heading off to Alaska to visit Zach. Last week, Zach and I went off into the Wrangell-St. Elias National Park & Preserve where we backpacked into some beautiful country looking for moose. We were unsuccessful in our moose hunt, but the trip was well worth it.

    Hooked up to all kinds of fancy machines at the Salzburg University sport center. We stopped here briefly on our way from Ruhpolding to Oberhof for some shooting position analysis.

    Inside the Ski Hall in Oberhof. I really enjoyed the opportunity to be on-snow, but the 1.7km loop became pretty repetitive!

    We even had spectators checking us out from time to time!

    While we didn’t find any moose in Wrangell, we did find plenty of Caribou antlers!

    Next week I head back to Lake Placid for another brief stop before our October camp in Utah begins. Yes, October. I can hardly believe how quickly August and September have flown by. I’m enjoying fall, though, and already looking forward to winter!

  • Germany and Beyond

    It seems that despite all the best laid plans, my blogging efforts have been stalled for the past few weeks. Sorry about that. Since my last post, I spent a week in Oberhof, Germany before flying back to Lake Placid for three short days and then heading off to Alaska to visit Zach. Last week, Zach and I went off into the Wrangell-St. Elias National Park & Preserve where we backpacked into some beautiful country looking for moose. We were unsuccessful in our moose hunt, but the trip was well worth it.

    Hooked up to all kinds of fancy machines at the Salzburg University sport center. We stopped here briefly on our way from Ruhpolding to Oberhof for some shooting position analysis.

    Inside the Ski Hall in Oberhof. I really enjoyed the opportunity to be on-snow, but the 1.7km loop became pretty repetitive!

    We even had spectators checking us out from time to time!

    While we didn’t find any moose in Wrangell, we did find plenty of Caribou antlers!

    Next week I head back to Lake Placid for another brief stop before our October camp in Utah begins. Yes, October. I can hardly believe how quickly August and September have flown by. I’m enjoying fall, though, and already looking forward to winter!

  • Germany and Beyond

    It seems that despite all the best laid plans, my blogging efforts have been stalled for the past few weeks. Sorry about that. Since my last post, I spent a week in Oberhof, Germany before flying back to Lake Placid for three short days and then heading off to Alaska to visit Zach. Last week, Zach and I went off into the Wrangell-St. Elias National Park & Preserve where we backpacked into some beautiful country looking for moose. We were unsuccessful in our moose hunt, but the trip was well worth it.

    Hooked up to all kinds of fancy machines at the Salzburg University sport center. We stopped here briefly on our way from Ruhpolding to Oberhof for some shooting position analysis.

    Inside the Ski Hall in Oberhof. I really enjoyed the opportunity to be on-snow, but the 1.7km loop became pretty repetitive!

    We even had spectators checking us out from time to time!

    While we didn’t find any moose in Wrangell, we did find plenty of Caribou antlers!

    Next week I head back to Lake Placid for another brief stop before our October camp in Utah begins. Yes, October. I can hardly believe how quickly August and September have flown by. I’m enjoying fall, though, and already looking forward to winter!

  • Germany and Beyond

    It seems that despite all the best laid plans, my blogging efforts have been stalled for the past few weeks. Sorry about that. Since my last post, I spent a week in Oberhof, Germany before flying back to Lake Placid for three short days and then heading off to Alaska to visit Zach. Last week, Zach and I went off into the Wrangell-St. Elias National Park & Preserve where we backpacked into some beautiful country looking for moose. We were unsuccessful in our moose hunt, but the trip was well worth it.

    Hooked up to all kinds of fancy machines at the Salzburg University sport center. We stopped here briefly on our way from Ruhpolding to Oberhof for some shooting position analysis.

    Inside the Ski Hall in Oberhof. I really enjoyed the opportunity to be on-snow, but the 1.7km loop became pretty repetitive!

    We even had spectators checking us out from time to time!

    While we didn’t find any moose in Wrangell, we did find plenty of Caribou antlers!

    Next week I head back to Lake Placid for another brief stop before our October camp in Utah begins. Yes, October. I can hardly believe how quickly August and September have flown by. I’m enjoying fall, though, and already looking forward to winter!

  • Germany and Beyond

    It seems that despite all the best laid plans, my blogging efforts have been stalled for the past few weeks. Sorry about that. Since my last post, I spent a week in Oberhof, Germany before flying back to Lake Placid for three short days and then heading off to Alaska to visit Zach. Last week, Zach and I went off into the Wrangell-St. Elias National Park & Preserve where we backpacked into some beautiful country looking for moose. We were unsuccessful in our moose hunt, but the trip was well worth it.

    Hooked up to all kinds of fancy machines at the Salzburg University sport center. We stopped here briefly on our way from Ruhpolding to Oberhof for some shooting position analysis.

    Inside the Ski Hall in Oberhof. I really enjoyed the opportunity to be on-snow, but the 1.7km loop became pretty repetitive!

    We even had spectators checking us out from time to time!

    While we didn’t find any moose in Wrangell, we did find plenty of Caribou antlers!

    Next week I head back to Lake Placid for another brief stop before our October camp in Utah begins. Yes, October. I can hardly believe how quickly August and September have flown by. I’m enjoying fall, though, and already looking forward to winter!

  • Climb To The Castle – Women

    Same story as last time, only the women this time. Kikkan Randall may have made a better benchmark, but Liz Stephen is no slouch in WC distance events either.

    As before, all of this is highly approximate.

    I’ve taken Stephen’s races from last season, removed some of the least comparable (prologue’s for example), and then calculated where in each of these WC races folks would have placed if they finished the same percent behind Stephen as they did in Climb to the Castle. Blank entries in the table indicate that that person’s percent back places them after the last WC skiers in that race.

    If you’re wondering about the runs of identical places in the columns, the reason is that there are often some large time gaps at the very back of the field, so there are a wide range of percent backs that might fit between second to last and last, for instance.

     

    Name 11-20 12-11 12-18 02-19 02-26 03-05 03-12
    STEPHEN 25 48 18 55 24 16 28
    SARGENT 57 58 34 68 38 34 47
    GERAGHTY-MOATS 75 62 47 48 43 58
    DREISSIGACKER 79 63 49 50 48 63
    SPECTOR 84 63 52 49 67
    EGAN 86 53 49
    DUNKLEE 86 53 49
    KILLIGREW 86 49
    DROLET 86 51
    ATTALI 86 51

    Related posts:

    1. <La Clusaz Recap: North American Women
    2. <Race Snapshot: TdS Final Climb
    3. <Beitostølen FIS Race Recap: Women


  • Mr. Peck’s Lil Meteorologists

  • Mr. Peck’s Lil Meteorologists

  • Mr. Peck’s Lil Meteorologists