Well, if some of you can recall from a year ago me posting about dedicating to SL only, etc, you may remember how horrid I was at GS. Well, this season was the somewhat similar (300+ point finishes in December and January without falls, and not a single SL finish in the time period from December to February; and yes I was trying), and n. I took a technical break halfway through January, jumped into DH for my first speed event, then did a handful of SGs to top it off. In mid February I jumped back to slalom, and had an extremely difficult time, even after doing weeks of training with my HS team and CSC/UNH at the local hill. I finally snagged a finish at Cochran's, but even that was dissapointing.
Anyway, a few weeks ago I decided to trek up to SR for a GS race with a few friends (I had vouchers plus my Snocountry dual season pass). I didn't really have high expectations going into the race, and was sleep and food deprived (2hrs of sleep, followed by a 2 and a half hour drive). In the first run I found myself out of the track, not once, but twice. When I skiied down to the scoreboard to see if 2nd run was even worth my time, I found myself only 8 seconds out, which to me, isn't all that bad, coming from 300pt+ races. So, I showed up second run and fell out of the track again. I didn't even bother checking the board this time, and I went off skiing the mountain with my friends. When I went to grab a result sheet and return my bib, I looked at the sheet and found myself with 180 points. At first I was confused, and though to myself "Man, how did they fuck this one up?...". After doing the math, I found that it was right, and that I was indeed sitting at 180 points in a discipline that I was 300+ in a day before. I didn't think much of it, and said to myself "I just got lucky".
A week later, one of my dipshit friends dropped a sledge hammer on my GS skis, doing serious damage to the edges. With all of my other GS skis unmounted and in the shop, I was almost sure that my GS season was over, and I wouldn't be able to see if the 180pt race was a fluke.
Yesterday was my friend's birthday, and he is a snowboarder/skiier (hasn't skiied in years, but is somehow better at skiing now than most people I have seen). He has always wanted to go to the Loaf, so we decided to go up for the weekend since my season's pass was still good. I looked online and saw that there was a SS race scheduled that weekend, and figured "why not?". Friday came, and I looked at the forecast and the forecast told me mother nature was going to be a bitch Saturday (and I was told it was very true up there). I decided to skip out on the the Loaf then and there. Saturday night came and I got a phone call from my friend at 11pm. He kept saying over and over how nice it was supposed to be tomorrow, etc etc. Stupidly I gave in, and 4 hours later (1 1/2 of sleep somewhere in there) I found myself driving for 5 hours to Sugarloaf. After many stops, we got there at 8:45, just before registration closed. I really wasn't in the mood for racing, but my friends insisted and paid my entry since I drove them up there and gave them tickets for the day. By the time we got all of our gear on the course had closed, and they were halfway through the girls. Wasn't lookin good for me. We skiied down to the lift and saw a Volkl rep setting up his bench. My friend ended up demo'ing a pair of Bridges for the day. I didn't want to wreck my already damaged GS ski with all of the slush and rocks, so I kicked my friend off of his demo's and took them out for a few crud busting runs.
I decided to run down to the start after a few runs to see if I was up yet, and when I looked down they were on bib # xx, and i was bib xx+2. Slightly breathed from cruising down NG with the Bridges, I jumped out of my cloths and into my battered GS skis. I felt a breeze down below, and though "Oh great..."... my suit had ripped during my freeskiing runs from the bottom of the zipper all the way down to my... you know, and I was only wearing boxers underneath (I am pretty poor and can't really afford all of the nice thermal layers that some of you guys have). I slid down to the start line while EVERYONE (even the officials) laughing at me. I shrugged and laughed with them, and then took my blind, inspectionless run. I got pretty late, and was out of the track for a good 10 gates. I eventually got back in, but lost serious speed that was supposed to carry me through the flats. I went to return my bib, knowing that I was going to be far off the mark from my poor skiing, but the 1st run results were out, and I was 8.5 out... so I decided to give 2nd run a shot.
After much crud busting on Sluice and Gondala Line and a half of a ham sandwich with water, I went back to the start and did my run. I got late once, and held a tuck through most of the gates. I came out of my tuck right before Peavey crossing, which cost me some serious speed before going onto the flats. I called it a day after, as the snow was really getting wet and I realized that I had a long drive ahead. I went to the CC to return my bib again and pick up my t-shirt, and went to see the results, but by the time I go there all of the sheets were gone. I went upstairs to grab a t-shirt, and out of curiousity asked if I could get a result sheet. After waiting a few minutes, I got a copy. I looked at it, did some quick adding, and then took another look. I finished in the 130s... . There was no way that this was right... yet it was. A 170 point drop in 2 weeks with no GS training or coaching all year? A 130pt finish with 90 minutes of sleep, broken skis, and a 5 hour drive? Was I still dreaming from the night before? I slapped myself in the face. Nope, still awake....
Anyway, I am going to UNH next year, and a few weeks ago I didn't even consider thinking about their team. My brother (non-skiier) and my highschool coach both told me to give their coach a call to see if I could do something next year (training-wise). My question is, should I even bother asking/calling about training with them next year? I have never had coaching of any sort (well, unless you consider broad coaching for a highschool team coaching) due to my financial situation. I'm wondering though how much good coaching would acutally impact me as a skiier... esp coaching from an NCAA coach. Would it be worth my time to call, or would it be a waste of my time?