The Birkie
This past week was Birkie week….one of the greatest weeks of the year! Now it’s over and have the same feeling that I do on December 26th when Christmas is over….359 days until next year’s Birkie.
The CXC Team Vertical Limit has been away from internet service and totally absorbed in all the wonderful Birkie festivities in Hayward, WI. Most of us headed to Hayward, immediately after the Madison Winter Festival. I stopped in Minocqua, WI to visit the dentist, (Thank you Dr. Kozeluh!) and arrived in Hayward on Tuesday night. On Wednesday Bryan Cook and I did some private lessons for a couple friends in the Hayward area and waxed a lot of skis. On Thursday we competed in the Elite Birkie Sprints and I hung out with some family friends from the Waukesha area. On Friday we tested skis, worked at the expo, waxed a bunch, and got ready for the Big Show on Snow.
My Birkie experience was incredible. I got to stand on the start line with Tami Kochen, had all the highs and lows of a true Birkie bonk, and I was still able to place 4th overall. Thankfully, the bonk happened about 25K later this year than last year. There was a pack of four women for the first 44 K, consisting of Rebecca Dussault (CXC Team Vertical Limit-1st), Tax Mannix (USST-2nd), and Brooke Gosling (Alberta World Cup Academy-3rd), and me (CXC Team Vertical Limit-4th). I sat in this group, not working very hard. The pace felt really comfortable and then all of a sudden, without really pushing harder of increasing the pace, 40K of racing caught up with me and my legs began to burn. I made it a few more K and I did everything I could to hang with the group, so when I fell off the back I really started to struggle. I had 4K to go when I really fell apart, stomping up the hills and twisting like crazy. I started to find it funny when I began cheering for myself in my head. Since skiing up the hills was not going well, I focused on skiing over the tops of the hills. I hit the lake alone, but thankfully was able to pull myself together enough to catch a ride from a passing wave 1 skier that went by me with about 1.5K of lake to go. The cheering on Main Street was the loudest cheering I have ever heard in my life. I loved it.
It would have been very nice to make it onto the podium, but I am 100% certain that I could not have done any better in that race on that day.
I staggered to the finish line, spent a good amount of time laying on the floor of the changing tent nursing my cramping feet, and greeted my female friends and teammates as they trickled in. Then, I went out to the lake to cheer people in.

































Heidi Henkel 2:10 am on February 1, 2010 Permalink |
I had a situation last winter in which I was the injured one. I was about 20 minutes of easy skiing away from my car on a very easy, mostly flat community ski trail in a park, one I had skied the day before with a six-year-old at her father’s request. I lost my balance because one of my skis was slower than the other going down a small hill. I decided to “fall” on my butt rather than flail into the woods trying to “save it,” thinking that a sit-down-on-the-trail fall was safer. Well, just under the snow where I sat down, there was a very large, very sharp branch, and it went into the back of my right leg and made a big puncture hole. My leg instantly went numb. I dealt with shock, skiing out with a not very functional leg, getting a ride to the ER (thanks to someone stopping to see if I was OK), massive bleeding, surgery, drugs, systemic infection, more drugs, blood clot which was probably caused primarily by the infection…3 months of one life threatening thing after another. PT involving things like getting the hamstring to contract normally, getting the leg to move normally, getting the muscle fibers to line up normally. 8.5 months of PT. Well I am skiing again, but now I know any stupid thing can happen, even skiing easy on a very easy trail.
I also have had an experience in which I saw 2 skiers collide and I went and asked the one who did not get up right away, if she was OK. Her hip hurt. She wanted to get up and keep skiing, but I convinced her to accept some medical intervention, including a ride in a first-aid sled and an X ray. It turned out she had a femur fracture- it was good that she did not get up and keep skiing.
Yeah, always stop to ask if people are OK. And I definitely give safety more thought than I used to. I guess I learned that stuff does happen, safety is a real thing to take into consideration. And I have a much greater appreciation for simple things like being alive and being in good health.