My first event was my 500m. I've never had any luck with this. I've never broken the 40 second mark, and I seemed to be on track to riding a solid 39. I felt decent, but my legs just didn't have any go. I came out of it with a 40.5 and a 6th place. After that, I just began to feel sicker and sicker. I had my mass start test later in the session, and that was the only way I was going to Moscow. I knew that I had it in me, but I felt so awful I didn't see how it would happen. After many tears and much indecision, I decided to to just give it a go, I had nothing to lose. Bob and I decided that if I was slower than a certain time I'd sit up. Sure enough, I was way slower than that time. I just called it a day and packed up to get ready for the scratch race.
In 2008, I placed 2nd in the scratch race in the 17-18 age group, I really felt that if I played my cards right I might be able to see a repeat. I felt better, so I just put my head in the race and gave it a go. I rode the race the best I could. I went to go, and I just didn't have my jump. Last year, when I went, that was it. It just wasn't the same. I still managed a 4th place finish right at the line with Shelby Reynolds. My bike throw saved me. I was very happy with my medal at first, but the more I thought about it, the less pleased I became with it as I realized I had done so much better the year before.
I rode the Team Sprint with Tara McCormick this year. Tara is a 13 year old beast from California. I have never seen a girl annihilate a field the way she did. She broke the national record in her 500. She rode a time that would've won the 17-18 women's field in an 84 inch gear and she lapped her field twice in the points race. If that's not a beast, I don't know what is. We ended up qualifying third, and we were pretty confident that we would maintain our position. Unfortunately, as the day went on I began to feel sick again. As an added blow, Tara crashed in her scratch race which was right before our Team Sprint bronze medal ride. We settled for 4th place which was pretty decent with all the happenings of the day.
My pursuit qualifier was the morning of the 3rd day. During warm up, I did a flying 1k with Bob timing me, and I was right on. I went up to the line feeling very confident in myself. My first km was awesome, right on target time for a 2:45. It's that last km that always gets you. I ended up riding a 2:48. That put me into 7th overall. I was pretty happy with my performance though. I had given it all I had, I don't know if I've ever pushed myself that hard in a pursuit. I rode the same time I did last year as well, with much less training. I think I had a pretty good ride.
The keirin was in the evening. I saw this as my last attempt to get a jersey. Bob told me exactly what I had to do, and I executed it perfectly in my heat and qualified for the final. I raced the keirin final tactically better than any other keirin I have ridden before. I put myself in the perfect position (after a little bumping!) and when the motor pulled off, I was 2nd wheel. When the girls hit it, I had nothing. I just hung on for the ride and finished 5th. Once again, immediately afterwards I was ecstatic with my tactics, but as it set in that I had been on the podium in 3rd last year, I wasn't so happy. For some reason, this hit me extra hard. I had really seen my self succeeding in this race.
I realize that I haven't had the time to train that everyone else had, and what not. I know all of that, and I'm constantly told that I impressed people with the vast improvement I made in the 10 weeks leading up to Nationals. I'm impressed as well. It's just not the way I envisioned my last year as a junior. I saw myself winning a national title, vying for a spot on the worlds team, I came home with 4th and 5th places. It was a bit of a letdown.
Overall, the 17-18 women rode brillantly. The times were much faster than in years past, and the races were competitve. Good job, girls!
Also, I'd like to thank Bob Biese. He has been a great friend to me for years and was an awesome coach for me while I was at Nationals. He helped me keep my head on and do the best that I could. It really wouldn't have been possible without him.
I found these photo's on facebook. They were taken by William LaRoque.
I have alot to look forward to, though. Next season is a whole new game in U23s. Already I've made some progress towards having a more successful 2010 season by being invited to the Elite/U23 Women's Developmental Camp at the Olympic Training Center in Chula Vista, CA. Hopefully, I can my mark here.




