The beginning of this rest
period didn’t turn out quite to be the magic I was expecting. Warming up
yesterday I felt fairly rested and ready to go, much better than the previous few
competitions I have attended, but it was still not enough. I thought I had a
logical plan in mind to prevent the previous running and approach problems that
have been occurring, but that logic, based on numbers, cost me. I wound up
failing to clear a height once again, in track and field we call that a “No
Height”. It was embarrassing and hard to swallow, two appearances at the
Olympic Training Center, and two horrible looking failures in front of my
friends and peers. On top of that I got to see three great vaulters move up on
the national list once more, moving me down now to a four way tie for 19th
in the US. I was excited for each of them, and was positively charged by
witnessing there success, but I could hear a small voice of fear inside who continues
to try and grow stronger. That damn voice, it knows that there now is a
distinct chance that, unless I increase my season best by a centimeter or so, I
may not even get the opportunity to compete at the Olympic Trials. Scary right?
I know. Rumor on the OTC campus is that USATF is saying they would rather have
20 male vaulters compete at the trials rather than 25 if possible. As of last
night, I am one of those guys right on the edge again, "on the bubble" as they say, and there are still 10
days to compete and post qualifying marks, and plenty of capable guys out
there.
I don’t like the sound of it, anymore than you do. I try
to block out thoughts like this, but they find their way through. There is a
great deal to be positive about though, despite all these setbacks I still have
not revealed my true capability. With some more tapering in the upcoming days I
will be sharper and stronger than ever. The anxiety associated with trying to
best my own mark would normally trick me into competing several times in a row,
but this time I told myself absolutely not. I could compete tomorrow, but I
chose not too, knowing that very capable and talented guys will be, and may
push me down the list even further. I can’t allow myself to continue to follow
other people’s paths, I know what is best for me, and I have to stay calm,
focused and patient. So I’ve chosen to
compete again on Tuesday, giving myself the proper rest my body needs, despite
a strong urge begging me to try again tomorrow.
This all seems so unnecessary to me, I truly expected to
have jumped higher by now. I never thought I would have to deal with this
stress again, and here I am, for the third time. At this point accepting
whatever fate has in store for me is probably my best line of defense. I’ve
done absolutely everything in my power and can look back on this period of my
life with no regret despite the outcome.
you know you can jump higher, you have trained for it this year, stay focused, stick with your plan, rest your body, and give it your best shot on Tuesday. It is so easy to second guess your self all you can do is choose a path and stick with it, be confident, and do your best. Good luck,
ReplyDeleteMike Hochderffer