The next meet on my schedule was the Vancouver Sun HarryJerome International Track Classic.
I competed at this Vancouver, B.C. meet in 2010 and loved the trip, because my Canadian family came, I threw well, and I got to spend time with Russell! This time around was no less wonderful, as my Mom drove up from home home, I got to catch up with my long-lost friend Melinda, and the meet has grown into something really great for athletes and spectators alike. It's small enough so that you can keep track of everything from the stands and they take really good care of the athletes they bring in!
I consider Vancouver successful for a completely different reason than I was happy with Lausanne.
I was almost over my cold, but my quads were insanely sore for no reason. I had done the same squat workout I’ve done for this entire block on that Monday, and by Thursday, especially my right leg was still super tight. No idea what happened. Sometimes there isn’t an answer! So I didn’t really know what to expect out of the competition. I took way too many warm-up throws, trying to feel positions that my body was resisting getting into. So when the meet started, I was already tired.
My prelims were bad. I threw terribly enough times in 2011 to know that it happens, and I like to think that I learned not to freak out about it that year-that any competition can be saved by just one throw. My first four attempts in Vancouver were really pushy with my right leg, fairly slow, and very forward, with no discipline to keep my right arm back at all. I can’t understand how our bodies like to do the exact opposite of what we know will be good for them when they’re hurting! Since my right quad was so sore, it should have been easy for it to shut down and not push me forward into my block, but nooooooo. It pushed and it pushed and it pushed, and it blew my chest down.
I talked to Wendy after Lausanne about conserving my energy throughout a competition, as like I said, I’d gotten tired there. Before my fifth round in Vancouver, I laid down in a sunny spot in the grass and was just quiet, so I could focus on positions and get pumped to hit them. All I wanted to do is what Ty told me to before this meet: Attack the last three steps, stay back and tall, and then explode through the release. Before that round I had done my habitual sprint about six people before my turn, some high knees, etc. between every throw. That’s routine, but not necessary, and certainly could sap my energy. Before rounds 5 and 6, I decided to forego my habits and just trust myself. Because of my leg soreness and continued recovery from sickness, I also felt pretty slow out of the back of my (admittedly short) full approach, so I added an extra little jogging carry step to bring more speed.
Round 5 was mid-59 meters, because I managed to keep my arm high and stay tall through my chest, kind of. Round 5 was not enough to take the lead, so I went back to the grass to repeat what had just worked. Round 6 saw me bring more energy to those last three steps and keep my arm back even longer, allowing 61.56m to take the lead and keep it!
61.56 meters is exactly my 2008 PR, and I love that memory. 61.56 meters is also exactly 2 centimeters short of the meet record I set at Harry Jerome in 2010, so that’s a bummer, but since Harry Jerome is now part of the Canadian National Track League and it wasn’t in 2010, 61.56m is now an NTL record. Fun.