Rest days... and baking

Most people work 9am- 5pm jobs five days/week, but as my friends, family, and neighbors can attest, my "work" schedule is nothing of the sort.  I train roughly twice/day, 6 (but occasionally 5 or 7) days/week, 13 "skier months"/year (1 month=4 weeks), for a total of 52 weeks/year. Like I said, that is an approximation.  That doesn't take into account the atypical weeks, such as the huge training blocks on the glacier in the summer, the "recovery weeks" post-glacier block, or the occasional rest period, such as the one I find myself in presently.

Since I returned home from the World Cups, I entered a training period while the majority of the ski world is in racing mode.  I've had some stuff to figure out.  My body wasn't responding well to training or racing, so it was back to the drawing board.  I've also been experiencing some breathing trouble, cold/exercise induced asthma and/or vocal cord dysfunction, after the cold racing in January, which has persisted and continued to impede training.  Nonetheless, this weekend marked the end of three solid weeks of training in Anchorage, as well as some asthma "field testing" to figure out how to alleviate my breathing problems.  Having made good gains in this short period, now it's time for a little rest.  

My life is ordinarily very scheduled, so it's weird not to be racing right now.  Equally as infrequent are "rest" periods like this.  Right now I'm in both situations- not racing and resting-and to top that off, the weather in Anchorage at the moment is a little odd as well.  While I've been home it has gone from no snow (Chinook), to snow and good skiing, to really cold, to really, really warm (currently in the high 30sF).  The skiing was excellent yesterday, but it's feeling dangerously warm, and the wind is picking up, an ominous sign of the continuation of the vicious cycle of good skiing, bad skiing conditions.  

So for two days I'm in a period of recovery, designed to let me rest up, absorb the training of the past three weeks, and get energized for the next period.  Down time is good, but it's also a little strange.  It leaves me time to do errands, clean my house, take care of chores (like taxes and bills), and go to a movie with friends, but what I look forward to the most is some uninterrupted baking time.  (I know it's not ski-related, but it's the other thing I really like to do.)  This is what I've been up to...

   

Valentine's Day cake, part of the dinner I made for my brother.

Check out the recipe...it's one of the best easy chocolate cakes I've found.

   

                                                    

Today I baked bread...almost all day!  I can easily spend an entire day baking bread, starting the biga and soaker a day or two before, and then baking for at least a whole morning.  Today it was overcast and grey, which made it a easy for me to spend time in the kitchen experimenting with recipes from Peter Reinhart's book Whole Grain Breads.  Someday I'd like to make all the breads in his book, but for now I've found a few I really like and am continually adapting them, incorporating new ingredients.  A link to the recipe I modeled this bread from can be found here.  If your looking for the best 100% whole wheat sandwich bread and, like me, have some down time to make use of, I'd recommend this.  The only problem is that you're likely to resist going back to store-bought bread.  This weekly endeavor is a goal of mine outside of skiing... while at home I don't purchase bread.  I wish I took note of when this began, but it's been at least a year now.

                               

                               

Next on my outside-skiing-goal-list... take better photographs of my creations.  I'm continually inspired by some of the food blogs I read, and so much of what makes them great are the beautiful photographs.  After I'm done skiing I'd really like to go to culinary school, and I think it would be good to document a little of what I've done, despite the amateur nature of my projects.  So here's to a little well-earned rest!  I'll be keeping you posted on the skiing front, as well as the baking front...

Breakthroughs

Sometimes when the big goals elude us, it's hard to see the breakthroughs.  But these little improvements occur daily, and they're significant, because they're getting us closer to that far off dream.  A few times a week I've had some great training sessions.  They pop up seemingly out of nowhere.  Today, in fact, was one of those days, although you couldn't have convinced me of that from the start.  

It was cold, minus 4F.  It was just me and my coach, Erik, out for a classic distance ski.  The snow was bizarre.  I had prepared my skis for what I thought would be great kick- a good hard binder in my kick zone covered with some cold kick wax- and although everything pointed to a winning combination, it wasn't.  The snow was oddly greasy (uncommon for cold temperatures), yet it was draggy and slow too.  Good kick was hard to find, and the glide was also far from superb.  In the first 20 minutes or so I felt tired and lethargic.  My muscles were cold, and I was working hard to ski technically well with less than optimal skis.  For distance, we were skiing hard, and I just wasn't feeling it.

I won't say that my body was in it's best form today.  In fact, it was far from it, but at some point in the ski it came around.  But that wasn't the magical part (although it was part of the equation, as my body often warms up throughout the workout).  The breakthrough was in the form of a new "feeling" I got for my classic striding.  When Erik and I ski together we always work on technique.  We always ski at a good pace, which I like.  We always have a good time- laugh, joke, occasionally race, and talk- and then we stop and discuss technique.  

To be a really good coach you have to be an incredible communicator, as well as observer and interpreter.  Coaching, in my opinion, is one of the most difficult occupations out there.  You work with an athlete on so many levels, and let me tell you, we are complex beings.  My coach is the most approachable, intuitive, communicative person I know, as exemplified today.  Not only did he specifically prescribe this workout to my needs, and within the bigger picture of this week, month, year, etc., he came out with specific technique goals, which brings me to my next point...  Erik is an athlete (formerly an elite racer), and while some will argue this is not necessary, I can't imagine an effective coach who didn't ski.  The beauty of Erik's coaching is that he knows well how it feels to be an athlete, what it feels like to train, to be fatigued, to be race-ready.  He also knows the feel of different techniques, and although technique is evolving, he is moving along with it.

The key part of this began yesterday when Erik jumped into a local race unofficially.  He said he just wanted to go hard, but it also turns out he wanted to test some technique ideas and get a feel for thoughts he'd been mulling over.  As always, he had also been watching tons of video of world cup racers, and so during the race he "played" with these ideas himself. 

So today Erik came to training and somehow that experience played a role in the transformation of my classic technique.  Sometime during the course of our workout this morning, he taught me how to feel something I never have.  This session was not much different than many others lately.  We skied, stopped and talked technique, I tried something new in my skiing, and we bounced ideas around.  What was different was that I came away with a new take on classic striding, something I've done more times than I can count.

That was a breakthrough that left me energized for the rest of the day, but it also made me realize that little breakthroughs happen everyday, even when I'm too tired or sore or frustrated to take notice.  This last stint home has honestly been a roller coaster ride- back into training, feeling good, feeling terrible, up and down.  It is better being home figuring out what my body needs for training than thousands of miles away, prepping to race, anxious that my form is just not there, but being home has been hard in a different way.  It took an occurrence such as the one today to realize that sometimes it's important to put the big picture in the back of my mind.  Periodically it can be more beneficial to focus on the daily steps forward, wherever they many be found... in the subtle refinements of classic striding or even in a beautifully baked loaf of homemade bread.

There's No Place Like Home

It snowed here in Anchorage...finally!  Yesterday I ran for an hour in the swirling, blowing snow, and it was hard to contain my joy.  It was no longer a challenge finding a good footing on the formerly icy back roads, and the rocks and debris that has littered the ski trails since our January Chinook brought rain was being covered in a fresh blanket of white.

On the 29th and again today my teammates raced in France, and I was here in Anchorage.  They raced well, two cracking the top ten in both the 10km skate and the 15km pursuit.  I was happy to learn of their successes, but it stung a little to be reading about it from home.  However, as I reminisced about my trips to Europe, my races there, and the many good times I've shared with those teammates, I was never more certain that my decision to be home this time around was a good one.

I can feel that I'm back on track.  My mind is clear, and my training is going well.  I've trained twice each day since I came home, have stretched, taken daily naps, gotten 9 + hours of sleep every night, and have baked bread (my second favorite thing, next to skiing).

                                                    

This morning I woke up to clear skies, sub-zero temperatures AND perfect classic tracks.  The trails were almost completely vacant, and I only had one near miss with a ornery moose.  This afternoon I expect much of the same- perfect grooming and lovely weather- as I head out for my second workout.  Tomorrow is my day off and should be perfect for a little celebration.  Yep, it's Super Bowl Sunday, but while much of the country will have their eyes on the game, I'll be skiing with over 1,000 other ladies at the Alaska Ski For Women, the largest women-only ski event in the U.S.  My mom and I are doing it again as a "mother-daughter team," and just like last year, we'll be dressed in costume.

So here's to more snow in the forecast, a great weekend (whether you're skiing in costume with 1,000+ other women or watching football), and homemade bread!  Thanks for tuning in...  

Pushing the "Reset" Button

Sometimes the best option in life is to stop what you're doing and start over.  It's refreshing beginning with a clean slate, putting past expectations, goals, and disappointments aside.  But as I recently discovered, starting all over again can also be incredibly difficult, especially when it means letting go of your plans and drastically changing course.

I am a ski racer, which means that the winter months should- and most often are- packed full of skiing, whether it is traveling to a venue, prepping for a race, training or competing.  From mid November thru March I am 100% ski racer.  This season, however, will not look like the rest.  It started as most have, on the SuperTour circuit in the western United States and Canada.  I came home for Christmas and then competed at a less than normal U.S. National Championships.  I was named to the U.S. World Cup team competing in Whistler, B.C. Canada and also to the U.S. Under-23 World Championships team, both teams I hoped to make.  After a cold Nationals I flew to Vancouver, B.C. and drove to Whistler to prepare for the World Cups, which is when my life began to change.

Since last spring I have experience sporadic rough periods of training and racing.  My immune system seems prone to illness and my body has gone in and out of feeling good during training.  I have trained a lot, certainly not too much, but I have taxed my body nonetheless.  The fact is, you can't expect to be a world-class ski racer if you don't train hard, and this inevitably promises both good times and bad.  In hindsight, this period was especially hard, and it will likely be the account that down the road I tell others, similar to the numerous stories that have been told to me over the last few weeks.  

The World Cup in Whistler was a continuation of this frustrating trend, just as several of the SuperTour races had been.  I didn't ski like myself.  My body wasn't firing the way it should, and I finally came to the conclusion that it was time to press the "reset" button.  It wasn't time to give up, give in or quit ski racing.  No, it was time to take a deep breath, sit down with my coach to reflect, release, and make a new plan.  In brief, that is what I did...

After the races were over in Whistler, I decided it was best to make a change.  Rather than getting on a plane to France for U-23s, I made the tough choice to go back to the drawing board.  I was not in the position to meet my goals in France, and it was unlikely I was going to make serious gains while I was there either, so I let go of my dream of a medal at Under-23 World Championships and with the blessing of all my coaches, booked a flight home. In Anchorage I could sleep in my own bed, train twice a day, and prepare myself to meet a new set  of goals.

In the interest of mixing things up, I chose to stayed in Whistler an extra two days with my Dad and my fun-loving relatives who had come to cheer me on.  In the time between letting go of my former race plans and beginning anew, I took the opportunity to rent some alpine skis and spend a day skiing the slopes of Whistler and Blackcomb with my family- a refreshing change of scenery and company!

Now I am back in Anchorage with a clear mind, a new "road map" back to my old racing self, and renewed sense of purpose.  I have let go of the frustrations that came from not meeting my expectations and have embraced the challenges of elite sport.  I have pressed the reset button.  Stay tuned...

US Nationals, The Cold Weather Conundrum

This week has been a US Championships like no other I can remember, and according to the Anchorage Daily News it has also been a pretty abnormal beginning of the new year. The ADN article, Cold Wreaks Havoc, in today's paper cited data from the National Weather Service, reporting that Anchorage is experiencing the "deepest cold wave in a decade." In some parts of the city we've experienced ten consecutive days of "double-digit negative temperatures," and yesterday was said to be the coldest day of the winter thus far. But this isn't news to the 300+ ski racers in Anchorage this week for US Nationals. Every day we've gone out to Kincaid Park in hopes that the mercury will rise and a race might go on as scheduled.

The volunteers have worked tirelessly in the cold, and it is evident that if the weather had cooperated this would have been a flawlessly executed championship week. The website is perfect, the banners are all in place, the courses are marked, and the stadium is set up. Months and months of planning went into this event, and it's a shame that the temperature has put such a damper on the week.

As for me, I knew it was cold when I began experiencing cold-induced asthma symptoms for the first time in my life. I've skied in the cold for as long as I can remember and raced in low temperatures a fair amount, but this week my lungs decided they'd had enough. In a pre-race intensity workout a few days prior to the first race, the freestyle race, which was shortened to a 5km, I developed a lump in my throat. By the end of the workout I was wheezing, coughing, and knew something wasn't right. Then on Monday, when the temperature was just warm enough for us to race (somewhere between zero and minus four Fahrenheit), I felt it again in my warm-up. I raced the 5km freestyle, had a hard time doing so, and have had a bad cough and tightness in my throat since then.

The symptoms are subsiding slowly, but yesterday I went to see an asthma and allergy doctor. Unfortunately it's hard to test for cold-induced asthma without doing a field test in cold conditions. I had the routine asthma tests done, which proved I didn't have normal, everyday asthma, but now it's time to work on getting a cold-weather test done when I'm skiing hard. The reason this is so critical is to determine whether I need to use asthma medication in these specific conditions. If the tests indicate I do, I first need to have a doctor's report and the test data on file with the US Anti-Doping Agency, USADA. The medications are banned substances for athletes without a special waver (a TUE form), but they can alleviate asthma symptoms and are approved for use by athletes with documented asthma. What I experienced this week was frustrating, and it would be nice to know for sure the status of my lungs when it comes to functioning properly at cold temperatures. The good news is that I will likely be racing in warmer temperatures for the next little while at least, if not the remainder of the season. I've had no problems in moderate temperatures, so I have no reason to believe this will flare up again. So I'll pursue a cold temperate, ski-specific field test and continue to take extra good care of my lungs.

Today is the last day of the championship week, and the classic sprint race has been moved to today (after being canceled the last three times it was scheduled to be held). It's an important race for World Cup and World Championship team selection for sprinters, which I am not, so I will be sitting this one out letting my lungs mend further. I hope to get out to watch the races and to log some time on skis. For the past two days I've done hard workouts on the treadmill at the gym near my house. Thanks to The Alaska Club for a great sponsorship and a warm place to exercise.

So I'll continue to keep you updated. Until then, stay warm!

January in Alaska

So today was the first race of the 2009 US National Championships, except it didn't happen!  I wasn't planning on racing the sprint, because I'm more of a distance specialist, but for all the sprinters it was a bit of a letdown.  The temperature has to be above -4F for an organizer to legally put on a race (according to the International Ski Federation guidelines), and during the warmest part of the day today it might have hovered around that temperature.  Otherwise, most of the city was in the negative double digits all day.  Right after 1pm they called off the race and rescheduled it for tomorrow.  Knowing it was going to be a cold training session for me, I had a leisurely morning, arriving at Kincaid Park just as all the racers were leaving.  Most had warmed-up assuming the race would go on as scheduled at 11:30AM and then proceeded to cool-down after it was postponed to 1PM.  Then before the 1PM start time many were well into their second warm-up of the day when the race was called off.  So most of my teammates warmed-up and cool-down twice and didn't race once today... but at least they were prepared!

I had a great easy ski around the beautiful trails, taking care to go easy so as to be gentle on my lungs.  The cold air can really damage them which could really mess up my week of racing, so I've been careful to dress really warm and cover my face when outside.  Besides the occasionally cold limb, digit or exposed patch of flesh, it was wonderful out on the trails.  They were surprisingly vacant for a championship week.  The sun was low on the horizon, illuminating the frost-encrusted trees, and the sky was a tie-dye of pink, orange, and yellow.  Alaska may be cold this time of year, but it's also beautiful...

Up and Running...

Welcome to my newly designed site.  It's been cold in Anchorage for the last week or so, and I've spent some of my inside time working on this website.  As you can see I began working on this early this past fall, but lost steam.  So one of my New Year's resolutions is to keep you updated on a regular basis without the hassle of long, infrequent emails.

I'm preparing for US Nationals.  This year (and next) they're being held at Kincaid Park here in Anchorage, just a fifteen minute drive from where I live.  I'm feeling pretty spoiled to be skiing on my home courses and sleeping in my own bed at night.  I can't feel too pampered though, because Alaska is showing everyone how cold it can be up here in the middle of winter!  We're only managing to ski once a day because noon is just about the only time it is sort of warm enough to ski.  Yesterday that was -10F and today it was a balmy -6F!  It has to be warmer than -4F to hold races (according to the International Ski Federation rules), so my fingers are crossed for a warming trend.  

So the 2009 US National Championships begin in just two days.  Here's the schedule:

January 3rd, classic sprint

January 5th, 10km freestyle women, 15km freestyle men

January 7th, 5km classic, 10km classic men

January 8th, freestyle team sprint

*I will be racing on the 5th, 7th, and 8th and will skip the classic sprint to focus on the distance races, which are my strength.

Until then I'm testing skis, getting lots of sleep, and baking bread and cookies to bring to my coaches. 

Tune in soon for updates!