I wish that I could do an ultra-cheery blog post right now about how excited I am to have done the near impossible and attained the World University Games standard. “LOOK OUT RUSSIA!” I would exclaim.
Well, unfortunately that’s not the direction this post is going to take, because I didn’t make the standard and thus I will not be at the World University Games in Russia. When I missed making a team last year, I think I cried for 24 straight hours. This time around, I haven’t stopped smiling. Sure, I’m a little bummed that I fell short. I feel like the girl that didn’t get invited to the cool kid’s party. But when I just take 5 seconds to put things into perspective, I realize I have nothing to be sad about.
I competed in 8 different meets in less than a month. If you don’t know much about triple jump, all I will say is that your body takes a real pounding. Your central nervous system says to you, “are you serious right now? Are you really doing this to me? Screw you!”, and pretty much shuts down to leave you hanging. The sheer impact of slamming your body into the ground (three times per jump!) really shocks the system. It was also hard to compete this many times from a mental standpoint – all athletes go through this. You have to build yourself up so much before you compete. You have to convince yourself that you’re the sh*t and get wound up so very tightly, only to a lot of the time, be let down by your performance. Then, sometimes as soon as the very next day, you need to wind yourself up again in preparation of another competition. It’s like a never ending emotional rollercoaster and let me tell you, it is exhausting! Also, the standard of 13.30m was no walk in the park. This distance would have put me top 50 in the world right now!
What I’m getting at is this: my goal was pretty tough. In no way am I making excuses for myself, but rather I am giving myself a little a credit where credit is due. I still have a whole season ahead of me, and I’m not going to waste an ounce of energy being upset about this. I am proud of myself for coming as close as I did despite the difficulty of what I was being asked to do. I ended off the indoor season in March with a jump of 12.47m so you can imagine how daunting the idea of having to get my butt to 13.30m within two months seemed. I jumped 13.07m and had many faulted jumps that were well over the standard. In fact, 37 out of the 48 jumps that I had so far this season to try to get the standard were faults! That means I only had 11 clean jumps! This is a horrendous statistic. But guess what? It shows that I was really going for it. I was pushing the envelope – I knew that I didn’t have any centimeters to spare and that if I was going to do it, I had to take risks. Go big or go home! I can honestly say I have no regrets.
Well, I guess that’s all! I simply wanted to convey this message: sure, it really sucks when you fail to reach your goals, but if you truly did everything you possibly could to get there, what’s there to be mad about? At the end of the day, I’m still a better athlete than I was before I started this quest to jump 13.30m. In the end I still moved closer to my ultimate goal, and this is all that matters to me!
“Shoot for the moon – even if you miss, you’ll land among the stars!”
Thank you everyone for your support – but the party’s just gettin’ started! I have a couple days off from training now to let my body and mind recover. Next, I’ll be gearing up to defend my title at the Canadian national championships in Moncton.