The
men's start ramp actually requires a six storey elevator ride to reach.
I wouldn't consider the track to be outrageous in its demands, but
it'll definitely slap your hand when you make a mistake or get too
cocky.
My own relationship with this track has grown from one of relentless
disdain to that of a mutual respect. Forget prozac or 'juvenile
detention' to straighten kids out, ship 'em to a post-communist
country, give them a helmet and a luge sled and tell them to hold
on for 44 seconds. Bet they'd be humbled instantly!
My introduction to it in 1998 was for the Junior World Championships.
We were there for two weeks taking at least four runs a day. I made
it down exactly five times...total. I went to bed every night lying
flat on my back to avoid the pain of lying on my blackened arms
and legs.
After many years of sliding, I have come to realize, or at least
convince myself, that more speed actually makes it easier to get
down. At faster speeds you have less time to make as many mistakes!
We left Altenberg in a stew of emotion. After a mixture of good,
bad and average performances, moods on the team ranged accordingly.
I mean, what's a normal amount of disappointment? How does one gauge
when critical self reflection strays from helpful to hindrance?
Personally, I believe that the only way to become successful and
then stay there is being able to distinguish the differences between
what makes a race work and what doesn't. If an athlete doesn't understand
why they performed well, it makes it substantially more
difficult, if not utterly impossible, for them to continuously repeat
it.
I am a feedback addict. I crave when a coach, teammate, even a
competitor tell me that I am doing something wrong or how I could
do something better or more efficiently. It tells me that I have
room to get better, faster. To me, if I haven't finished first (which
I never have), there are obviously things that I am doing wrong
or not doing at all. Period. It's one component, the 'post mortem'
critique, done as individuals AND as a team, that I think is sometimes
missing. Especially when we are the youngest luge team in the world.
Training in Sigulda went well for the team which is why the race
results are even more disappointing. It was Jorgen's first time
there and he seemed to catch on with relative ease enduring an expected
and normal amount of lashing's and bruises. Jeff and Sam slid well
but, like the rest of the men, struggled with fast curve combinations
up top. Because the men start higher up the track, they often deal
with two to six curves more and up to 20 kilometers more speed.
I was most proud of Ian. Week after week of crashing is not only
hard on your body, it's hard on your spirit. But he fought…till
the bitter end and I would say he was won.
In doubles, Grant and Eric were pulling some of the fastest starts
and were driving good lines the whole week. Sam and Gwyn had their
best week ever making improvements every run. Last year they failed
to compete when Sam broke his hand.
Madison was impressive with her lines and her position seemed
substantially improved. Meaghan seemed to have no big problems,
fighting only with the start curve. My biggest problem was also
the start curve combination. The ladies and doubles always have
to battle what's known as a 'start curve' because they join the
track further down and the start ramp and curve usually don't line
up.
In the Challenge Cup, I was paired against an American and an
Austrian. I ended up moving on to the semi final where I was knocked
out and finished fourth a personal best. Albrecht/Pothier
got knocked out in the first round after a tough pairing against
an American and Italian team.
In the qualification round, the only sled to make it into the
race was Madison. Sheer disappointment ensued. I mean, a bad run
or bad day can happen…but the entire team? In a sport that's
measured by increments that are faster than you blink and in a filed
of the world's best athletes, mistakes are not tolerated and certainly
not forgiven.
It felt like we got cheated. The team had slid well and I thought
that everyone deserved to race the World Cup. Unfortunately, nobody
cares how fast you go in training; it’s how fast you go in
the race that counts.
On the bright side, there were definitely some highlights from
the World Cup that are worth noting. Madison had an excellent first
run, putting her temporarily in 13th but some mistakes on her second
run pushed her back to 24th. I also made mistakes on the second
run and ended up in 12th. Not where I want to be, but a personal
best finish on that track. Grant and Eric had a great day with two
solid runs and finished in 7th.
We packed up, excited to be heading home even if it was only for
two days due to a week long break from competition before the next
World Cup in Lake Placid, USA.
Placid is a tricky track whose technical difficulty depends almost
entirely on the ice conditions and weather. The Adirondack Mountains
in New York where the track sits has become known for some of the
coldest sliding weather on the circuit (Calgary is up there too!).
Originally built for the 1980 Olympic Games, the track was blown
up and re-built for the 2000 Goodwill Games.
But no matter how bumpy the ice or cold the weather, there is
one thing that remains one of our biggest and most gratifying advantages
the Europeans hate it!