Sunday, February 27, 2011

Fun n' Games

It's been a while since I've blogged. These past two weeks of sliding have certainly diverged from the normal agenda.

On the 16th of February, our coach informed us that the ammonia pump that refrigerates the track from the 'start' down to curve 1, had broken. Normally, in the dead of a cold winter, this would not be a huge problem. However, on the 17th, we were faced with upper 40-degree temperatures, and the ice at the top of the track began to melt. The 'Lake Placid Series' races that were to be held on Friday, the 18th, were not conducted from the top of the track, but rather, from only 3/4 of the way up.

What did this result in? A bunch of shenanigans and a really fun day that was non-competitive, and non-productive. Our speeds on the track were probably less than 60 mph, and so working on driving the fast lines of the sled could not be accomplished. But, dang it, we deserved a truly 'FUN' day!


Tom began the sliding session by 'slingshotting' us down the track

We all had our own ways of 'intimidating' our competition, but I think Mike takes the cake:


Over the weekend of Feb 19th-20th, the temperatures dropped, and so the track workers were able to build up a beautiful ramp of natural ice where the pump was broken. Due to President's Day, Lake Placid has a huge influx of tourists, resulting in their busiest week of the year. Not only does that mean that I worked at the tubing chute 2-8pm nearly every day this past week, but it also meant no sliding for us until Thursday the 24th.

Not a big deal, when you figure it costs somewhere around $10,000 to keep a mile-long chute of ice frozen...

The bobsled track provides public bobsled rides, and during the busy season, with nearly 300+ riders/day, and at $80 a pop, it was more monetarily beneficial for the ice to be available to the public, rather than to the athletes. It was fine with me though, as I made some extra cash at the tubing slopes, and was able to take a nice mental break from sliding.

Friday the 25th were the Empire State Games, which is New York's attempt at reenacting the Olympic Games for the state. They do a great job, especially since the Games were funded entirely by the city of Lake Placid this year. It includes an 'Opening Ceremonies' with approximately 300 athletes walking into the 1980 Olympic arena, a torch, and about 10 different events ranging from skeleton to hockey to biathlon and snowshoeing.



My college friend, Josh Meyer, came to visit from Thursday through Sunday, and so we 'forced' him into disguising himself and walking through the ceremony with us. Ha! It was awesome!

Josh & I getting ready to walk in for Opening Ceremonies

It was nice having a visitor up here to break up the normal schedule, and we were able to fit in a good bit of activities while he was here. He got to watch our Empire State Games competition on Friday morning (where I received 5th place of 12 competitors), followed by lunch with my teammates at a pizza place, then a BOBSLED ride (public style), and then a night on the town (where we were beer pong champions...), breakfast at the local creperie where my friends Lauri & Jaz work, and a day of skiing for him & working for me on Saturday. Definitely a nice change of pace!

Our 8-day stretch of working at the tubing chute came to a close today. The grand finale of such a long week, included snowtubing down the 120m ski-jumping hill... stay tuned for that story... as soon as I get the video, I'll provide a little more on that epic moment...

Saturday, February 12, 2011

Skeleton wear n' tear

I'm now into my 10th week of sliding for this '10-'11 skeleton season.

With the average 5 days/week and 2-3 run per day of sliding, I now have somewhere between 100 and 150 runs down the Mt. Hoevenberg skeleton track... with probably another 75 runs from last years '09-'10 season. So, if I cut that 'approximation' down the center, we'll say I have 125 runs at the track. That's 125 miles of ice... about 125 minutes of high-intensity, 70mph, face-first, extreme focus, AWESOME fun!

Which also means, that I have now recorded about 125 miles of potential skin-to-ice, metal-to-ice, helmet-to-ice, plastic-to-ice CONTACT.

And my equipment situation tells no lie.

Let's first check out my helmet to-date:


For one, this morning I unscrewed the shield to wash it. This is something that I've now begun to do as a 2x/week ritual. The reason for its removal, is that I have a "snot" problem. Inevitably, coming out of curve 7 into curve 8, I apparently exhale with such high intensity, that I tend to spray my nostrilar 'goods' all over the inside of my shield. I apologize for the lack of professionalism in describing this issue, but I find there's really no better way to describe it. It's quite an un-lady-like act.

So, after about 3 days of, well... build-up... I then have to cleanse the shield using only water and my fingers, as their is an 'anti-fog' layer lining the shield that must be gently cared for. If I were to rub-off all the anti-fog properties, I would really have a hard time (especially at the start), navigating. When the weather is anywhere between (-20) and (20) degrees, the warmth and evaporation of sweat on my body quickly condenses on the shield of my cold helmet... especially at the starting line.

You'll also notice the layer of duct tape covering the bottom half of my helmet, and the now-demolished layer of duct tape that used to stick nicely to the front nose-piece. One, of many things that newer sliders must learn to control, is their head. When approaching a curve at 70 mph, the newer athlete may lift his head and look into the curve in a sort-of.. "OH MY GOSH" type of moment. At which time, and only a split-second later, that athlete then has another "OH CRAP" moment when his/her head is suddenly slammed into the ice when nearly 5 G's of pressure pounds & presses their body into the ice. Please, keep in mind that astronauts experience somewhere between 1 and 4 G's during space shuttle launches...

When those 5 G's release off your neck & body into the next straightaway, your head suddenly becomes like a feather, and you once again may have your chin raised as high as 6 inches off the ice - at which time, and only a split-second later, the athlete then has another "OH CRAP" moment when his/her head is suddenly slammed into the ice when nearly 5 G's of pressure pounds & presses their body...yada,yada,yada... you get the picture, right?

Well, though I have a lofty (not so lofty compared to the national athletes) number of runs, I still tend to hit my helmet on the ice from time-to-time. These days, I do more of a little 'kiss' to the ice, rather than an all-out-makeout session like it used to be. Some of the best athletes will still purposely touch their chins to the ice, to ensure that they are as low as possible, and therefore as aerodynamic as possible... so these days, I consider my 'kisses' to the ice, to be more like ...lucky kisses.

Oh ya, and I got the helmet in November. $350. I curse a little every time I smack it on the ice.

Let's move on to my spikes situation. They used to be really pretty. No tape, no holes, no cracks, no scrapes... and alllll the 100's of little spikes gleamed. $200.


Today, they're held together with gaffer's tape & shoe-goo. On days when my runs down the ice are...a little 'hairy'... my legs can sometimes really get flinging around, which leads to smacking toes and ankles on the sides of the track... one or two smacks can lead to a pretty substantial hole in the shoe... and, as you can see, I also have smacked the wall hard enough to blow chunks of my spike plate onto the ice.



Also, we not only steer with our toes, but we also don't have 'brakes' on our skeleton sleds. What slows us down at the finish is the fact that the track ends up-hill, and that we are expected to dig our ($200+) spikes into the ice to stop. Sometimes, I like to soothe my mind after terrible runs, by reminding myself that had I gone faster, I would have had to break harder, and would have banged up my spiffy-fancy shoes a bit more. PHEW!

The really elite national-team athletes take good care of their $200+ spikes, by buying $75+ shoe covers. Maybe someday I'll acquire something as nice as these, but in the meantime - I made myself duct-tape, camping foam, and elastic spike covers! And dang if they don't work pretty good! The main reason for the need for spike covers is so that one does not face-plant during the run on the ice.



The walk from the start-house to the starting line always has snow laying on the ground. As you can imagine all those 100's of little spikes really clump up the snow. When you are about to sprint on ice, the last thing you want as 'traction' is a big snow ball under your toes. The spike covers keep snow from collecting in the little needles, and also protect them from getting worn down by walking on metal/hard wood/etc.

My sled is made to take some hard hits. But even she is feeling a little beat-up lately. She's gone under a lot of surgeries...lypo-suction in a way... adding & subtracting weights, and moving it from her top to her bottom, and vice-versa. She doesn't know it yet, but I'm also going to get her handles shortened so that my hands are in a more stable position on the sled. Though she's held together with TESA gaffer's tape, she has still been pretty trusty through my lack of driving skillz. Her bumpers are starting to be pretty worn, as you can see below. Steel scraping ice, and steel scraping concrete, are cause for her thinning bumpers. (p.s. bumpers save my arms from becoming the 'bumpers')



Some of my fellow athletes have created holes throughout their various sliding clothes from smacking walls...especially the boys, who tend to have shoulders that are wider than their bumpers. Lucky for me, I do not have this problem. However, the snow pants that I've had over the past 10 years or so, are starting to really go down-hill. Not only is the 'crotch' too short for my legs (i have to pull on my pants while warming-up), but I now have blown a hole in the crotch...twice! I think these babies are going to last me 'til the end of the season, and then I'll be investing in a pair that is much more conducive to warming-up outdoors.




Other than that, I'm trying to look & slide like a million bucks out there! I've got a little bruised pinky-knuckle, which I inevitably smack in Chicane 2-3 times a week, and some bruising or just irritations on my triceps from brushing some walls, but ehhhh, that ain't no thang! I've got at least 4 more weeks here, with the possibility of up to 7 weeks remaining. I'm happy to say that I will be competing in NATIONALS March 6-7, and If I am lucky enough to be selected, I will be competing in my first International Competition during the last week in March. We'll see!

Hope everyone else is keeping the winter blues away, and we're all keeping our fingers crossed that punxatawney phil was right for some early spring weather!

Monday, February 7, 2011

Peanut Butter Rice Krispies


That's an SUV next to my car... 2/7/2011

Living at the OTC (versus in an apartment) really makes it much easier for an athlete to reach the goals he or she has set. We get to stay at the center for free, we get to have access to an olympic lifting weight room 8-5 each day, we have the advice of a weightlifting intern at our fingertips, a Bible study in the lobby on mondays, soft beds, fluffy white towels...

and allllll the food we can eat... 7am til 9pm.

As a past cross-country and track athlete, I was always eating lots of pastas and breads, and was always aware of my caloric intake to keep my body lean & mean (grr) for it's tip-top condition (ok, granted, I knew I was SUPPOSED to eat in that fashion...whether I stuck to that is another question)

When I was in middle school, I ate, slept, dreamt, bathed CROSS-COUNTRY and TRACK. No Joke - I actually did not eat any candy's or sugars on race days in junior high... not even a stick of gum! Looking back now, I realize that I was a little ridiculous...but I think I can say, dedicated.

These days, I've picked up the 'fat kid' sport. The heavier a skeleton athlete is, the more force gravity has on them and their sled...and then the faster they go.

And gosh.... do I love it! Lots of meat, dairy, fruits & veggies... but though I call it the 'fat kid' sport, the truth of the matter is that one must transfer that 'fat' into 'muscle (weight)'...and one does NOT do this by eating peanut butter rice krispie treats.

But I have the HARDEST time resisting them. Not only is there peanut butter in the krispies, but they've thrown in a beautiful mix of chocolate chips and SPRINKLES!!! ... now, I can probably pass up a boring brown dessert...but when decorated with sprinkles? I feel like I'm ingesting happiness with every bite when the little pinks greens and blues dance throughout my dessert.

Why?? WHY?! Though I'm not complaining of my body makeup, I certainly have an extra little layer (tire, if you will) around my belly button... and I blame it on the cooks here and their delicious Peanut butter rice krispies. But, shouldn't everybody ingest a little happiness every day? well... we'll see if the happiness of my sprinkley goodness outweighs my happiness on being as fit & powerful as possible... but so far... those dang krispies are winning!