Starting slowly

Sometimes you have to start small. Sometimes you have to start slow. Nationals have started slowly for me. Or rather, I’ve been going slowly at the start of Nationals. In the 5km classic I finished in 16th place, 2 minutes off the pace. It was a tricky day for waxing, with the temperature rising well…

Team Sprint day

Yesterday, I did some short race prep-intensity to get ready for the start of Nationals. My first race will be a 5km classic on Sunday. The workout went well, I’m starting to feel more residual energy in my body, but am still far from feeling spritely. We’ll see how things pan out this week. I…

World Champs – Part 2

Conditions in Seefeld were pristine. Conditions in Rasnov were, well… there was some snow. Our team arrived in Romania on February 18th after spending the earlier part of the week training in Seefeld. Given a couple more days to explore, I found some more great trails but unfortunately wasn’t able to make the most of…

5km Interval Skate

Canadian Eastern Championships – Day 2 – Junior Girls 5km Interval Skate Start time – 11:33:30am Bib number – 311 Start intervals – 15seconds Start format – low seed to high seed Start position – 2nd last In the start area, doing some runs, stretches, jumps… try to look occupied and focused… Okay, it’s only…

Let the races begin!

Time seems to fly by once the snow hits.  Or in the case of this season, hits then runs.  Its been real hit and miss weather this year, before I went out west for the annual OST trip to Silver Star I spent a solid week on snow and it was looking like things were…

Sick Week

Now that I’m back home and have recovered from some of the craziness that came with my week long escapade to the mountains, I’m ready to sit down and hammer out the blog.  When I first started blogging/rambling back whenever it began, I was all like “YA! lets do this, I’ve got so much cool…

Canmore ’12

Yesterday afternoon I touched down at YYC after some anxiety over whether or not I was actually getting on the flight and if my bags were going to show up.  I figure that if you can get on a plane, not have any serious delays and have your bags show up at your destination then…

Growing up?

Okay so I lied.  I said I was going to keep close record of all the fantasticness that was taking place during my last week of summer.  I did not do this… May I offer my deepest condolences and humble apologies, I cannot even fathom how unbearable the let down was. But enough of this…

And so it ends…

I did it.  I am a survivor.  2 months, 8 weeks, 40 days, 310 hours, 18600 minutes or however many seconds of summer camp counselling and I still stand.  There were definitely some rough patches over the course of the past couple months.  Some challenging characters and situations.  But all in all I’d say it…