Sprint kayak
racing is not an easy sport. I may have mentioned this once or twice, it’s
actually rather tough. It’s physically and emotionally demanding, especially
when Mother Nature doesn't cooperate. Thankfully, I am training with Dan
Henderson and the Kenmore-Cascade Canoe and Kayak club and it makes things a LOT better.
U.S. Team Trials were held in Oklahoma
City.
Dan drove our boats out there. Dan made a training schedule and set
arrival dates so we had plenty of time to prepare, Dan organized for the Team
to eat together and leave together. Basically we have an awesome team who
helped each other out and Dan Henderson is a great coach and a really good
person to have in your corner when you are trying to qualify for an
international race in a sport that is cutthroat.
The months of training leading up to my
ONE 200m race (that would potentially qualify me for World Cup) were brutal. I
worked hard, I paddled hard and I felt prepared. I knew I was capable of
reaching the time standard I needed to reach but there are so many variables I
just didn't want plan on it until I had done it. The weather the days prior race day
had varied from great to terrible. Wind speeds and directions changed, and we had
fought with rain and lightning, so it was a wild card. They changed the ladies
Paracanoe race from mid-afternoon to 08:00am to give us the best chance at good
weather.
Thankfully Mother Nature was kind. We
arrived early to the boathouse so we could go through our warm-up and be ready
to go for the first race of the day. My
parents drove out from Colorado to be there, and another Paracanoeist and his
wife came to watch as well.
We got called to the starting line… ready,
set, go! I got a bad start; I didn't get the strength I wanted off the line to
pull away. I had watched video after video of athletes recovering from poor
starts to win, so I dug in, tried to breathe, look forward and push to the
finish line. At ~50m to go I had a serious chat with myself about finishing
strong. How could 200m hurt so badly? My body was revolting against me; it was
hard to sit tall, the water felt heavy, my legs were screaming, but I did
everything I knew to do and kept digging towards the finish. When the horn sounded as I crossed the
line, I didn't win and that hurt. I wanted to win.
I caught my breath and went to the scoreboard, I may not
have been first across the line, but I had met my time standard and
accomplished a PERSONAL BEST time. I was
going to Germany!! Holy moly, I qualified for a World Cup event for the first
time in 5 years… in a new sport!!! Best part was my parents were there to see
it.
Hard work does pay off. 4 of 6 of
the Kenmore~Cascade team members qualified for the international spots we were
hoping for, a darn good effort by everyone!!
I have a couple weeks before I leave for
Duisburg, Germany and I am training hard to improve on my time and my
performance!