Amateur Racing Exitement
The nation wide amateur skiing competition/carneval came to our local little hill yesterday. Depending on your age and ability you get a sertain handicap. I have a bad handicap since I am a ski-instructor and not old enough but I thaught I would have a go anyway.
My starting # was 60, over 100 all in all, but that didnt worrie me that much because it was snowing at the time and I knew that the track would become quicker later on. Got myself some nice Atomic 9.12 from the test ski hut and the woman was raging that it wasent fair to everyone else and that I would win the race easily [img]smile.gif[/img]
This gave me confidence but made me a little nervous at the same time at the start. The thrill of winning was kind of starting to grow on me and all of a sudden this was not just a silly game anymore [img]tongue.gif[/img]
Surrounded by 100 other competitors, boys and girls, mostly aged 4-8, at the top I stood patiently and waited for my turn. Just before I got starting clearence the wind picked up... from ahead... and stalling the start for a couple of seconds only worsened the situation. I have always wondered at ski jumping events why the coaches wave with their flags at the take off point sensing the wind conditions and giving the jumper starting clearence but now I know what its all about.
As I took off in the gust on the flat part of the hill with my jacket fluttering in the wind I soon become aware of short ski skating hazzards. My right ski tip caught the snow while kicking back and I almost tripped
I kenw that everything under 15 seconds would be satisfying but the best effort sofar by a coach was under 14 so I started wondering how this would end. After the first gate I picked up some speed and got the 160 cm short skiis on their edge. Second gate was the tough one and I took it a little too safe... darn, should have gone straight at it because the skiis carved nicely on the ice leaving me plenty of time to prepare for the next one. Too much time.... from this point on it was just riding the edge and trying to make my 6'2" as small of a wind resistance as possible.
"The last gate is tough" an older, 55y, man told me after his own run. He had been touring all the events and had won most of them so I was prepared for that last gate as it suddenly came into my vision. Behind it to the right was the goal and as I passed the gate I noticed that no problem here... not enough speed to give me any problems with staying on the icy track....
While passing the finnishing line and braking before almost hitting some snowboards and a couple of kids my ears were filled up with rap music and commercial announcment and I couldent really hear my time entirely.... 15 something.....
Nobody heared my time properly but it could have been 15.02 and that would have been close to what I was hoping for. Or maybe it was 14.15!!!
Later at the price giving: Winner is (not my name) [img]redface.gif[/img] second place (not my name)
third (not my name)
Could things get any worse??? My whole family was there, kids and mom and dad included..... Yes they could!!! Due to problems with the printer a printout of the final results couldent be displayed
I dindt sleep well last night. Had a dream about a giant slalom race that was so long it never ended...... Am I a bad looser ore is this what racing is all about? Why was this ski competiton so important to me and why dint I win? Why do I feel this awful? After all, it was just a carnival in the spirit of laughter.