Szeged World Cup is over and it was a weekend of mixed results and emotions for me. Not to put too fine a point on it, I had a stinker of a weekend. However my teammates kicked some serious butt and we ended up with our best ever overall finish at a World Cup, second place!! I’m not going to list all the great performances of my teammates but i will mention two who really had a solid weekend of racing: Adam Van Koeverden and Mark Oldershaw, both of whom brought home three medals. In total the team brought home 11 medals, but there were a lot of really great non-medal performances as well, with relatively untested/untrained crew-boats winning b-finals with style and seemingly with ease.
As you may have noticed I glossed over my weekend with a quick sentence near the top. It’s hard not to sound philosophical when you have a bad one and I don’t think anyone wants to read my attempt at writing down those feelings and thoughts. The best I can do is to say that it was hard and I was disappointed with myself. I’m not accustom to racing poorly when I feel good, so it was a new sensation and something I’ve got to deal with. I think the real trick is to accept and move on. When I miss goals I set for myself and underachieve I try to look objectively at what happened and then try to figure out how not to have it happen again. This past weekend was a tough one for me, but in four days I’m racing again in Duisburg, Germany at the last World Cup and there is more on the line there. This means I can’t waste energy feeling sorry for myself, and I’ve got to move on. Buoyed by my teammates successes, there is an infectious positive attitude within a good portion of the team, it’ll be easier to move on. I’m going to race better this coming weekend regardless of whether or not that equals a top podium spot or last place.