June 5, 2009 -- Changes

Well, my outdoor season has officially opened… I opened with Doha, and now I am in Europe competing in a series of competitions in Germany, Italy, Greece and the Czech Republic.  Welcome, 2009 Athletic Season!

I have competed in 3 competitions so far, hoping to establish a rhythm.  Typically, I like to have quite a few competitions in the beginning to establish a rhythm.  Competitions are always different from practice for me, and serve as a form of training.  For me, this year feels quite different/awkward than past years.

This I attribute to significant changes we’ve made in the technical aspect of my high jump.  It feels like I am wearing a new skin.  While I like the look of it, it is taking some getting used to in competition -- especially with my timing.  Ultimately it should give way to superior performances, but, in the meantime it is definitely taking some time to get used to.  I like to think of high jump as an art.  It is certainly technical, and can be finicky.  You don’t have to be perfect (technically) to jump high, but a jump technically executed well, will always give way to a phenomenal performance.  It is easy to become complacent with performances providing competitive results – if that is your only goal.  However, if your goal is to explore your highest potential, you have to be willing to commit to mastering optimal technical skills… I believe.  I’ve chosen this option.  When all is said and done, I want to know I’ve jumped the highest I was capable of ever jumping.

But, for the love of God, could this new technique start to click in competition and feel less of a new skin!!!

Impatiently waiting,

Nicole

May 6, 2009 -- Catch Up

Well it’s been a while since I last made an entry in my journal.  But, for good reason!  A little thing called Life’s Randomness entered my life.  Early in the indoor season, I suffered an injury affecting my calf and Achilles while competing in Malmo, Sweden.  Ironically, while home in Toronto receiving treatment for my injury I also discovered a lump in my breast.  Let me tell you, that put things into perspective.  All of a sudden, I could care less about my injury and even my studies.  Initially, a mammogram revealing nothing of concern eased my mind and I was back to resuming life.  However, when additional tests were conducted (including an ultrasound imaging and a biopsy) my doctors were concerned… and needless to say, so was I.  In fact, I can remember finding myself crouched in the shower, crying out of fear that I could be the next face of cancer.

To help deal with the situation, I had to look at the worst case scenario and consider how I might deal with that situation.  Let me tell you, that is a growing experience.  You start to understand what really matters, how you want to live your life and how you want to leave your mark on the world.  Because of the uncertainty of my lump, I elected to have surgery and have it removed.  Wise decision!  My mind was put at ease as it was determined the lump was a mastic lymphocytic lump (nothing serious). 

It has been 1 month since my lump was removed and my injury has been managed.  In two days I will begin my outdoor competition season in Doha, Qatar.  What a gift!  I can’t tell you how grateful I am that I am able to compete, and not be sidelined with a season ending injury or treatments for breast cancer.   I’m excited about competing in Doha, and I am definitely excited about the season a head.

Grateful,

Nicole 

Januray 27, 2008 -- The Truth About My leg…

Well, it’s been about 14 weeks since I injured my leg in practice.  I was doing routine plyometric box jumps when fatigue and a loss of focus hit me.  I missed the landing on my last jump and caught my shin on the box.  I ended up with a cut going as a deep as my bone sheath, which would require 12 stitches. 

Now, I’m not a stranger to injury.  I have had numerous stitches and broken bones over the years, to the point that visits to the emergency room have become normal for me.  Because of this, the cut wasn’t a big deal to me, even though it seemed to take a longer than normal time to heal.  This could have been my downfall…

About 2 weeks ago I had a massage appointment with my masseuse in Toronto.  Having seen the cut, when it first occurred, she was very concerned with its current appearance.  The wound was 12 weeks old, and did not appear to be healing.  I did think it was strange, but not enough to seek medical advice.  She was of a different opinion and sent me to my medical practitioners in the sports clinic.  My Sports Doctor took one look at it and diagnosed it as becoming an ulcer.  Jokingly, I said, “well it’s not like I’m going to lose my leg is it?”   However, my small ulcer wound could lead to osteomyelitis (bone infection) and/or gangrene!  All from an accident at practice.  Totally random!?

Who knew????  Treatment was immediately arranged to help speed up the healing process, and my cut has since been regularly monitored.  If we didn’t take before pictures I wouldn’t believe how nasty it looked just 2 weeks ago.  It is apparently on the road to recovery, but I can’t help but think about how fortunate I am to have the team of professionals I do.  My naivety could have cost me a season of competition or worse my leg….  Never again, will I look at a cut, as just a cut.   Thank you Institute of Sports Medicine!

Loving my legs,

Nicole

January 25, 2009 -- Adjusting to Travel

So, I’ve been in Europe now for almost a week and I have competed in 2 competitions.  The first competition, I refuse to count (although it is in the record books, blah!).  Without a doubt, I was jumping with dead legs from travel.  But, sometimes I have to be realistic. 

I cannot deny I was a little disappointed with my initial performances, as they contradicted the results I’ve currently had in training.  However, I’ve had to remind myself to keep things in perspective.  I just arrived in Europe and I am still becoming acclimated.

There is absolutely a challenge for me (and most North American athletes) to travel from home to Europe and hop off a plane to compete.  While, I may not feel tired per se (jetlag), my body may feel depressed.  Ideally, competing the day after I travel isn’t so bad, but given 2 or 3 days after first arriving to Europe, my body does not respond so well.  Ironically, as the season progresses, this adjustment to travel becomes easier.  I’ve been known to step off a plane in July and have a personal best the next day in a competition.  However, never have I jumped more than 1.85m in my first 2 meets when arriving in Europe for Indoors.  Just odd!!  (Although, I guess Hustopece, Czech Republic, yesterday, would be the first time I’ve bettered my usual performance.)  Yet, I love competing and I’ll take my losses (or beatings as I sometimes like to refer to them), like a woman.  I can only be bettered by them. 

Usually, to adjust to the travel, I may have an ice bath upon arrival, wear compression socks to reduce the swelling from travelling and try to keep my legs elevated.   In addition, I like to have 3 or 4 meets close together initially to establish a rhythm, before moving into a schedule of weekly competitions.  Two years ago, I was able to be based in Germany for the summer and found this incredibly beneficial.  I believe I will plan to do the same for the Outdoor season.    

Track & Field (or Athletics as it is rightfully known) is the second most popular sport in the World and the most participated.  Over the years, Europe has become the centre stage for hosting Athletic Competitions.  As a result, it is advantageous for North American athletes to be based in Europe during the summer months, instead of flying back and forth for competition and having to deal with jet lag.  The only trade off is you might be without your coach for an extended period of time.  Personally, I love Europe and I love the crowd in Europe.  They both understand and appreciate Athletics.  Indeed, Europe can easily become my home away from home.

For now, I prepare for another closely scheduled competition in Croatia, hoping to continue my technical elements I started to display in Hustopece. 

Upwards and onwards,

Nicole

January 20, 2009 -- The Start of a Brand New Year and a Brand New Season!

Well, I’ve left my home, boarded a plane and have landed here in Europe.  Yes, it’s official my indoor season is set to begin January 21, in Trinec, Czech Republic!  Am I excited? – Yes!  Am, I nervous? – No…. Ironically, I prefer to have a little bit of nerves when I’m competing.  My nerves act like a sensor to tell me I am ready, so I am hoping by the time Wednesday rolls around I’ve got a little bit of butterflies.

A new season is always exciting, as it offers possibilities unwritten.  It is a chance for redemption or a chance to build upon past success.  Having made some significant changes to my training and high jump approach, I look to these competitions to test how far I’m coming along with my training.  Indeed I love competing.  The Indoor Season can be even more special, as I enjoy the many International High Jump (only!) competitions. 

In these competitions, arenas are packed and jumpers are able to jump to personally selected music.  The music is pumping loud and the spectators are closely seated to the competition, participating in the competition by clapping in tune with the music. I tend to take special care in my music selection, as I absolutely love seeing the audience get excited for certain music.  There excitement makes me want to jump higher to show my appreciation.  It totally pumps me up, and on occasion I might be sighted dancing on the sidelines.  Haha!!! 

Welcome 2009 Athletics Season.  I hope you promise some exceptional performances for me this year.

Nicole

January 1, 2009 -- Goodbye 2008 and Welcome 2009

As I sit and reflect on 2008 I am filled with thankfulness.  Usually we look to the New Year as a chance to improve upon the past year, hoping it will usher in all that is good!   And while this may be true for me, I will gratefully use 2008 as a source of momentum.

If I were to sum up 2008 in one word it would be resiliency.  I accomplished 2 major feats in the same year – successfully completing my Comprehensive Exam for my Doctoral studies, while also securing my first birth in the Olympic Games. 

However, the paths to both of these accomplishments were fraught with struggles and doubts along the way.  Still, I stayed the course and persevered.  Athletically, I struggled with a serious ankle injury for the entire season -- the same injury which had kept me off the 2004 Olympic Team.  And despite rehabilitating this ankle, 3 days before competition I would be challenged again, tearing two ligaments in my ankle, during a training session.  Still, I persevered and competed as best as I could – leaving all of my effort and energy on the track, with no regrets.  No regrets…

Sometimes, these moments of struggles where we persevere and overcome, acts as a symbol to remind us all of how much we truly are capable of.  And it is this knowledge that brings HOPE to me for what lies ahead in 2009. 

Thank you all for your support in my journey and continued interest in my endeavors. 

Welcome 2009!

Nicole W. Forrester

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December 9, 2008 -- A Glutton for Punishment

It is noon, and I’ve already hoisted my body weight above my head, squatted twice my body weight and hopped onto boxes waist high.  Like a glutton for punishment, I will rest up and come back for an afternoon training session. 

However, somewhere, in the midst of my workout this morning, I had an unpleasant thought.  With, 140kg (308lbs) on my back and fatigue beginning to set in, I thought “This is kind of a lot of weight.  Geeze, you really can’t afford to lose focus!”   As, I horridly finished my squats, I started to think of the various exercises I do in training, that could be disastrous with a slight loss in focus.  To be honest, I’m trying hard to exchange these thoughts with more positive thoughts. 

Almost, like someone walking a tight rope, there are many exercises that my fellow athletes and I will do, which do not allow for a margin of error.  However, for the most part we take it for granted, since we do it so often. 

However, it’s only been a month now since I learned the valuable lesson of being focused. My lapse in focus mixed with fatigue, resulted in a visit to the hospital emergency room and 12 stitches. 

Comparatively, while we may take for granted our need and application of focus, we also take for granted what it is we do. Inevitably, a day will come, when I’ll be no longer able to do near what I can do now.  I’m sure I’ll nostalgically reflect with amazement this time in my life.  That day, I don’t look forward to….. I might realize my limitation to be that of a mere mortal…

That day can definitely wait!  For now, I take excitement in seeing my continued improvements.  Constantly, comparing myself to what I could do the year before at this time in training, I silently (sometimes loudly) will give myself a pat on a back for my improvements.   And while the training may appear torturous, I do enjoy it – feeling stronger, faster, and better.

Citius, Altius, Fortius,

Nicole

November 26, 2008 -- THE APPROACH OF WINTER

Well, it appears winter is upon us!  The snow fall has been tremendous these last few days.  Mornings are greeted with warming up of the car and scrapping the snow of the windows.  Ahhh….. It’s hard to believe that there was once a time when winter was my favorite season. 

To be honest, I don’t mind winter, really.  It’s more that it feels that it comes upon me too fast.  Let me explain. 

The Athletics (a.k.a Track & Field) outdoor season begins in May and runs until the end of September (sometimes October).  During this time, I spend most of my time in Europe living out of my suitcase.  I welcome a warm day (not too hot) for training and competition, however, I must be careful to not be over exposed to the elements.  Too much sun can dehydrate you.  My relationship with the sun during the spring and summer months is purely from a performance stand point.  I can’t tell you the last time I enjoyed a weekend at the cottage!

By the time I get my butt back to the North American continent the season of autumn is showing itself.  In fact, one of the scariest days of the year, is my first glimpse of a fallen leaf on the ground!  Ahhhh!!!  Right behind autumn is winter.  And if you are from Canada or the northern states in USA it can feel like winter is a season lasting forever.  Daylight is shorter… You wake up in darkness.  You leave the house in darkness.  You return home in darkness.  And it is during this period of the year that I am at home most.   I can’t help wondering every year, where did summer go?

Don’t get me wrong.  I LOVE competing and LOVE the fact that I spend a good portion of the year travelling and competing in various countries.  I just wish that meant my summer months were extended into November.

Preparing for a warm winter’s nap,

Nicole

A Leopard Changing her Spots – November 19, 2008

Well, I’m surviving my workouts.  Having established my goals for the coming years I’ve had to make some radical changes in my training and my approach to it.  One area that I’ve struggled with over the years is NUTRITION… Geeze, I think I have been a nightmare for the various nutritionists I’ve worked with over the years!

I’m 6’3 ½ (1.92m).  I weigh 158lbs (72kg).  And I have a body fat of 7.8%.  I can eat pretty much what I like and not worry about gaining weight.  Where most people struggle with keeping weight off, I struggle with keeping it on.   Fortunately, for my event this works to my advantage. 

Now, I’m well aware of the benefits of proper nutrition extending well beyond the means of body weight.  I’ve spent many years studying this!!!  Which probably makes my behaviour worse?  But, as the saying goes – “The painter’s house is the worst house on the block” – meaning while we can help others, we don’t always do what’s best for ourselves.  One challenge I’ve faced with following recommended nutrition guidelines is the loss of weight and feeling hungry!!!  Arghhhh!!!  Certainly, there are ways to get around this, but haven’t been so disciplined in the past with implementing them.

However, I have established set goals I want to achieve within the next 4 years.  I want to be able to walk away from the high jump, knowing I did everything I possibly could to allow myself to be my best.   Basically, I want to put myself in the ultimate position for optimal performance…. Which includes considering my nutrition?

As luck would have it, I’ve found the recent change in my training program challenging.  I literally saw stars at practice the other day.  Plain and simple if I don’t eat correctly, I suffer tremendously in the workout… I’m bent over, heaving and grabbing my muscles during the workouts, praying for continued existence!  Quality food is my survival method! 

Now in fairness to myself, I did make some changes last year to improve my nutrition.  However, it was not up to the standards of our national team’s nutritionist.  Boy, did I frustrate him this year…. I’m now ready to make those radical changes!  In our recent discussion, he was pleased with my dietary intake.  This is a massive milestone, as I’m certain I saw him shake his head in shame at me earlier this year!!!  I guess a leopard can change its spots.

Leaving no stone unturned,

Nicole

November 17, 2008 --  Brithday Sights

Well, it’s November 17, my birthday and I am officially 32 years of age.  This is an odd birthday for me, because unconsciously I’ve felt this age for most of the year, thanks in part to the media.  Frequent media coverage misquoted my age, when in fact I was 31 years of age.  As a result I guess the novelty of being 32 years of age has worn off.

Age and sport can be an interesting topic.  Often, young athletes are valued according to potential, while as you age your shelf life may appear to be expiring.  Neither of this has ever been a concern for me. 

I was nearly 18 years of age when I first learned how to high jump.  As a late starter in the game by 10 years, I’ve had to spend some time catching up to my competitors.  Essentially, learning how to high jump and developing mastery.  However, I pay dividends by beginning my sport at such a late age, avoiding the wear and tear and overuse injuries that can occur from specific training at a young age.  Moreover, I approach my sport with maturity and the science knowledge background I’ve acquired from my studies.

I’m optimistic about the future and have no intentions of slowing down anytime soon.  Probably, the hardest thing with competing at a world class level is the emotional stress.  You ride an insane roller coaster of emotions.  You train year round, for something you are so desperately passionate about, seeking success.  The climb to the top is a difficult ascent, fueled by resiliency, determination and unshakeable confidence.  There will be times that you fail or come up short.  One must be able to get up and shake that dirt of her face, time and time again, as she moves towards excellence.  However, it is this journey that makes the achievement of excellence truly worthwhile.

How fortunate am I to know what it is I am passionate about and to be willing to commit to it.  This is a happy birthday, and I hope you will stay with me in my utter pursuit for excellence.

Settling for only the best,

Nicole

November 9, 2008 --There’s a Hole in my Eye

Most people fear the dentist, but to me there is nothing scarier than going to the eye doctor.  I have been wearing glasses since the 2nd grade.  I started growing a dislike for the optometrist, when I noticed every year my vision seemed to get worse.  Drives to the optometrist would involve silent prayers of “Please God, I’ll be a good girl!  Just, don’t make me wear thicker glasses!” 

As I cover each eye with an object resembling a spoon, I feel humiliated as I struggle to make out the letters.  All the while, I’m thinking ‘Geeze, I’m really blind!’ Currently my vision is so bad, it is encroaching the double digits.

As a result, I have developed lattis degeneration, a thinning of the retina.  This can become a serious condition, even leading to blindness, if not monitored and preventatively attended to.  This week, I had a special appointment with a retina doctor to access my condition.  This assessment turned into the discovery of a small tear in the left retina.  Given the nature of the tear and nature of my sport, I was recommended for immediate treatment – lasering the tear!

WHAT AN EXPERIENCE!  I was definitely, nervous, scared, and in shock!   But, the procedure was very quick with minimal pain.  The only discomfort came from the placing of a contact on my eye, to keep it from moving as they lasered the retina.    

I can say, without a doubt I truly value seeing.  As I stumble out of bed, barely able to see the digits on my oversized clock/radio and make my way to the bathroom to put my contacts in, I literally go from seeing blobs of colour to seeing things precisely as they are.  This, simple daily routine, definitely makes me appreciate vision. 

Seeing clearly,

Nicole W. Forrester

November 3, 2008 -- Olympian vs. Not being an Olympian

It’s Saturday and my body was aching from the week of tortuous training.  To help alleviate this pain I had an appointment with my masseuse Jeff.  He hadn’t worked on me since my attendance at the Beijing Olympic Games, so there was some catching up to be done.

In particular he asked me a curious question – “Do I feel different now that I’m an Olympian?”  Without the slightest of hesitation I replied “No.”   I’m of the opinion that while I now have earned this title, I don’t think it makes me any different or a bettered person.   Ironically, while I still feel like the same goofy small town girl this new status as an Olympian does usher in new opportunities.  I am grateful for these opportunities, but I don’t believe it makes me a better person. 

To counter my response Jeff asked me ‘would I feel different if I wasn’t an Olympian.”  I paused for a moment and replied “yes.”  Very interesting to me!  I hadn’t considered the alternative, perhaps because in my pursuit for qualifying I had to confront my fear of possibly not making the Olympic team.  

For me the Olympic Games have felt like an albatross I’ve worn around my neck for 8 years.  In 2000, I had missed the Canadian standard by 1cm.  However, by most other countries standards I would have qualified.  I was number one in Canada, jumping the highest for any Canadian since the days of Debbie Brill (a pioneer in high jumping’s flop technique), I was young and on my way.  Moreover, I had just medaled in the Pan-American Games the year before, so missing the team by 1 measly centimeter was a tough pill to swallow.  Fast forward 4 years later, a month before our Olympic Trials I blew my ankle out in a competition in Europe, destroying all the ligaments in my ankle and incurring a massive bone bruise. So, here I was, year 2008, and once again (for a third attempt) trying to qualify for the Olympic Games.  It didn’t’ matter how high I was ranked in the world or yet again another medal I had won at the Pan-American Games the year before, or the fact that I was now 1cm off the Canadian record. I still needed to qualify according to our Canadian standards. 

In the competitions leading up to our Olympic Trials I had come close, but continued to miss jumping the qualifying height required.  So, for me it came down to a third attempt at our Canadian Championship under the least favorable conditions.  Still I was able to get it done and overcome this seemingly great obstacle.

Had I failed to make this team I wouldn’t had thought less of my self worth.  But, I would have felt that burden of trying to make the Olympic Games as being heavier.  Yes, I probably still would have committed to another 4 years of jumping, but my goal would have been to conquer this challenge of competing in the Olympic Games.  By comparison, my current goal is only to reach my potential -- jumping the highest height that is humanly possible for me.  Truly, now the true competition begins and it is only between me and the darn bar!  Funny, how a moment in time can instantly change your direction in life.

Pursuing my maximum abiity,

Nicole

October 30, 2008 -- Fall Training is a Beast!

Well it’s been exactly 1 week and 2 days since the “accident” occurred.  If I can think back clearly to when it happened, I believe my initial reaction was – “Oh, no! Not again!”  It was only 10 years ago while performing a similar drill did I take the skin off my shin and require stitches. 

It’s healing nicely; however, I underestimated the time that it would take to recover from this seemingly small injury.   Ahhhh!!!!  As an athlete, I can’t help but feel invincible from time to time.  So, when a doctor says, ‘no physical activity,’ I assume he’s not accounting from my superhuman strengths (which exists only in my head).   However, as usual he was right.  I did attempt to brave against his recommendations only to realize my own limitations.   

So, I’ve had to take a week off to rest the area and now I’m gradually moving into play again.  The problem I’m currently facing is the location and healing mechanism of the cut.  It is on my lower shin area, effecting dorsiflexion and plantarflexion.  Early attempts to exercise could have caused the stitches to come out.  So, literally I’ve been grounded for 2 weeks.  God Bless Plan B workouts!  

While, I’m not allowed to run and jump on boxes for another week, I’ve been engaged in Plan B workouts, and these are not as fun but just as painful/challenging.  Certain senses of humility washes over me as I see myself fatigued by the training, and feel every muscle in my body firing during various activities.  And while the torture of the workout may end at 3pm, the pain lingers on into the following days.  Yes, I too am a victim of DOMS (delayed onset muscle soreness).   

But, it’s all in the name of pursuing excellence.  Fall season training is never easy.  In some regards the older I get, the transition from a competitive season is easier (like my body can handle the workout a lot easier than when I was 20 years old), but the mental aspect is a different thing.  Because, I’ve been doing track & field for so long, I now KNOW all too well the different levels of pain a workout will deliver.  Long before beginning the workout I simply need to see it on paper and my body says ‘yep, this one is going to hurt.’  The advantageous of the competitive season is that it breaks up the workout.  Moreover, the workout is more specific with a high intensity, but long recovery between sets.  The Fall training, is it’s evil step-sister -- moderate intensity with short recoveries.  In essence, my body is shifting gears, and in so doing there is an adjustment.  But, I do it with pleasure, knowing that this time of the year will be my cornerstone for the year ahead!   I’m only too excited for the 2009 season ahead!  

Let’s git ‘er done!

Nicole

October 22, 2008 -- Stumbling Blocks

So, I’m hitting the pavement…. Yep, back on the track, combined with rehabbing my Olympic sprained ankle and stabilizing muscles. 

This time of the season, I cannot lie and say it is my most favorite.  In fact, it’s the most painful.  D.O.M.S – Delayed Onset Muscle Soreness – sets in, and muscles you did not know existed are screaming out in pain!  WHY Nicole?  WHY???? 

If done correctly, quality training now, can cover you through any time that might be lost due to unexpected injuries.  As I push through the tortuous training, I am motivated by my goals for the following season.  Oftentimes, I’ll scream at myself “Come on!” or congratulate myself in jubilation of doing something correctly.  It might appear outwardly strange, but, hey! – it works! 

Yesterday, I was pushing through some tortuous pain.  My quadriceps and hamstrings burned through each set of my general plyometric series.  Now, plyometrics (an exercising loading and contracting the muscle rapidly) are my favorite type of workout.  However, it does require an immense amount of focus, or you can seriously hurt yourself.  I know by experience. 

Yesterday, would be one of those day.  Swaying in my focus, I missed the landing and my shin met the box….   I’ve done this a few times before, it goes with the territory.   But this time, as I looked down at my shin, I realized it wasn’t a mere scrape.  To my surprise, I had managed to sustain an irregular, deep, shaped cut, down to the bone sheath!  This was going to need stitches!  

A tetanus shot and many, many, many, many, many stitches later I’m on the mend.  Against, doctors order I even managed to return to practice and finish up the remaining portion of my practice… (At this point, trips to the hospital do not scare so much.  I’ve made enough of these trips in my lifetime that I’m more concerned with how soon I can return to my regular life.  (I think it scares my mom more than me. I can hear her now “Nicole, you have to be careful!”)   In this case, it should take me a week until I’m back to hoping onto boxes and running around the track and a victim of D.O.Ms.  

Waiting patiently,

Nicole

October 15, 2008 -- Do, or do not

"Try not. Do, or do not. There is no 'try.'"   ~ Jedi Master Yoda

OKAY!  So, I’ve been home in North America for about 3 weeks (my where does the time go???)  I’ve been on the go since the Olympic Games– finishing up my season and trying to take some personal time to recharge.  However, while I was qualifying for the Olympic Games and competing this summer, everything was placed on hold, so now I have the pleasure of attending to this back log of work as well as the non-stop influx of other agenda’s passing my paths.  But, I’m not going to complain – it’s all good work!  Last week, I couldn’t see an end in site, but I’m finally starting to make some progression and really getting things done, that definitely there is a light at the end of this tunnel!   

This time of the year is always an interesting one for so many reasons.  The competitive outdoor season of track and field begins in late May and lasts until the end of September.  During this time, the airport becomes my second home, as I’m boarding and landing in various countries for various competitions while mutually juggling training and foreign bases.  I’m literally living out of my suitcase.  But, I like this lifestyle.  There’s never a dull moments and my frequency of competitions leaves me constantly desiring better performance – the infinite pursuit for excellence.

 When I return home this part of my busy life is on pause and I’m back to a daily routine of school, business, training and any extra activities I allocate my time with.  My schedule can be just as full here at home, minus the travel and my track & field comrades.  Nonetheless, there is an adjustment. Alongside, with this is looking a head to the following year, while reviewing your previous year’s performance.  And this is where I’m at. 

Along side this thought, I’ve had the infamous question by many will I be around for another 4 more years?  In fact, I think this might have been the first question asked to me as I stepped off the track in the Bird’s Nest.   

Over the last month I’ve struggled with answering this question.  Not because I worry that I won’t be as sharp athletically.  (I’m counting on my physical testing’s which prove otherwise as well as my late introduction to the high jump.)   

In the end I realized it was the emotional investment that another 4 years would demand, that seemed to make me indecisive.  By emotional investment I mean believing in the unseen, with no guarantee in place and the unplanned expectancies of life.  For me my ankle sprained 3 days before the qualification rounds at the Olympic Games proves this.   

You ride many waves in sports and life – waves of disappointments, jubilation, frustration and satisfaction to name a few.  And I needed to ask myself would I be willing to do this for another 4 years.  A sort of scary question…

 But, isn’t that what life is about?  And isn’t it the journey that makes victory sweeter?  So, in these weeks following my last competition I’ve taken time to consider this question – honestly.  And I realized that the only answer that is true to the type of person I am is “Yes”!  Yes, I am committing to another 4 year cycle of Athletics.   

I have some unfinished business to attend to… Now if you’ll excuse me. – I have some work to do. ;)

 A disciple of excellence,

Nicole

September 1, 2008 -- Recap

So, it’s been a while since my last journal entry.  Sorry about that – had a bit of computer problems, which Lenovo was able to help me with!  Thanks Lenovo!!

 

I have returned home for the moment to prepare for my next competition in Rieti, Italy this Sunday.  I’m doing well, in good shape and my nasty ankle injury has nicely recovered!  Thank God!!!   

Perhaps, since I haven’t written for a few weeks I should give you a replay of my Olympic Games Experience!  Well, the Beijing Olympic Games have come and gone.  What an experience… However, having experienced the Olympic Games and the time leading up to it, I do undoubtedly believe that it is true when they say it isn’t so much the destination but the journey. 

My angst of qualifying for the Olympic Games involved 2 successive very heart-wrenching near qualifications.  It was only last year this time I sustained a major ankle sprain, which would prove to be my albatross through this season.  There are those days when I’ve felt like crap at the track, literally sick from the work out, body aching all over, and short of breath – truly hating the workout, and wondered “if I stopped training now it wouldn’t hurt anybody.”  There were also those moments of pure euphoria when after all the hard work I would see glimpses of progression to my desired destination. 

 On the heals of my best season ever I sustained 4 ankle sprains to my jump foot including 1 three days before the games. I can remember being in Jerez, Spain this year a week before our trials and just feeling emotionally fatigued from my efforts.  A week later I would seal my Olympic bid with a season’s best, championship and stadium record, as well as the Canadian automatic standard.  Yes, the difficult journey made my victory that much sweeter. 

Going into the Olympic Games I had a few goals – (1) technical HJ goal (2) the ability to leave all my efforts on the track – literally emptying myself – with no regrets (3) to jump 2.00m .  I didn’t have a goal of out jumping my competitors.  In contrary, I wished for good performances from them, boosting my ability to perform my best.  Furthermore, there is absolutely nothing I can do to control the performances of my competitors, so to set a goal of medaling, can be difficult, because one can never truly predict the outcome of a competition.  I can be assured that a 2.00m or better performance can put me in the mix for a top placing, so it made more sense to focus on what I could do. 

 Despite my challenges with my ankle this year, I was satisfied with my fitness and technical acuity at our training camp in Singapore.  Stepping off the plane in Beijing, I could hardly wait for the day of qualification and finals!  But, fate proved to have an alternate plan for me in mind.  On a simple warm-up jog, I was crossing from the grass to the track and caught the heel of my shoe on the railing resulting in a sprained ankle.  Our medical staff was incredible and did a phenomenal job with putting me back in the game for my competition 3 days later.  But, it wasn’t enough.  In the pouring rain, I narrowly missed clearing 1.93m, which would have qualified me for the finals.  Packing up my stuff off the track, I asked myself if I had any regrets.  And I had none.  I still focused on executing my technical goals (despite the ankle) and I did truly leave all of me out there.  I didn’t feel like I could do any more… and let me tell you that is a rare feeling.  What was more impressive to me was what I was able to will myself to do.  

 Upon a later review of the tape, I was reassured with my assessment – realizing that there was a loss in power and speed in my take-off foot.  Now, 2 weeks later and my ankle is in good shape – a world of difference!  But, I won’t wish that I could turn back the hands of time.  I can only look forward to what the rest of the season has to offer.   I have at least 2 more World Athletic Tour meetings (Rieti and Zagreb) to compete in before drawing my season to a close.  A strong performance at both these competitions could put me in a better position for the World Athletic Finals in Stuttgart.   

Though, I wish things could have been different in Beijing, I think sometimes things happen for a reason.  This has been a wake up call, to take care of the small things for next season.  In the meantime, I’m going to hungrily enjoy my next few competitions, with plans of ending on a high note. 

Seeing the glass half full,

Nicole

 

August 13, 2008 – Visa, Children and Dick Fosbury

In 2004 Visa Canada, initiated a program called Team Visa.  Team Visa sponsors athletes from various sports, providing a social network of support via mentors, in addition to their financial support.  The intricacy of it is quite amazing and truly second to none.  When they first asked me to be a part of team visa, I had not made an Olympic team, nor was I ranked top in the world.  I was flabbergasted and honoured.  I soon realized I wasn’t alone in this feeling, as 3 other athletes similar to myself had been chosen.  Since 2004, they have expanded our team of 4 athletes to a much larger number including winter sport athletes to the Team. 

 

In addition to Team Visa, Visa also has initiated Visa Olympics of the Imagination (VOI).  The VOI allows children across the world to participate in a drawing contest, whereby, their drawing embodies the Olympic Spirit and Theme – this year’s being “One World, One Dream.”  Children selected for their respected country are allowed to attend the Olympic Games, bringing one parent with them, to compete against other children in the world.  As a Team Visa athlete I was allowed to be a part of the judging panel for our Canadian children.  This was an incredibly fun and impressive experience.  I was amazed at the drawings I saw.  Additionally, I was also able to meet these children and their parents in Beijing, which was quite amazing to me.  Truly a day of amazement! 

 

However, just when I thought I couldn’t be pleased and surprised more, I also was introduced to Dick Fosbury (who was also attending the event).  This was an incredible experience… I mean he is only on my top 10 list as someone to meet and chat with.  For someone who revolutionized the high jump to what it is today, I can say he embodies the meaning of humility.  I was like a kid in a candy store, just picking his brain – trying to understand how he would have the audacity to start a style of jumping by turning his back to the bar when everyone else was jumping the western-roll (face forward).  What’s more, I also got to learn of Debbie Brill’s style of jumping.  Just like him, she too was jumping backwards when virtually everyone else in the world was jumping the traditional “western-roll.”  They were making history and probably not aware of it at the time.  Besides, the power of humility I walked away from this encounter realizing the power of daring to be different in doing what works best for you.

 

Always seeking to learn,

Nicole

 

August 8, 2008~ Thanks Mr. Andy Symons!

             

“A teacher affects eternity; he can never tell were his influence stops”

~ Henry Adams

Have you ever had a teacher who made such an influence in your life that you know it sticks with you daily?  I’ve been fortunate to have many along the way – Ms. McInnis who was tough but taught me to love Math and Physics, Mr. Thompson who taught me how to play many musical instruments and even how to drive (tragically he was hit by a car on a major highway a few years ago)!

 

And then there was Mr. Symons!  Mr. Symons taught History and Physical Education at my high school.  He was also was my coach for basketball and track & field.  I’m not sure I could do justice in describing him, but I’ll try my best.  Mr. Symons is a kind, generous man.  You know the kind of person that walks in a room and exudes positivity. 

 

When I was 13 and 14 years of age, I went through an enormous growth spurt.  Through those years and the years that followed I was very clumsy as I tried to adjust to my new stature and limb length.  I can remember trying out for the basketball team in Grade 9.  I had just spent the summer experiencing a rapid growth and becoming extremely uncoordinated.  Naturally, I assumed the position as a bench warmer.  However, when I returned in grade 10 (still uncoordinated) Mr. Symons was now our coach and boy did he work with me.  Many lunch periods he spent with me to work on my coordination, agility and athletic confidence.   By the time our season was in play I had gone from being a bench warmer to the most valuable player.  My butt never saw the bench!   And while it is true that I don’t play basketball now, what I learned from Mr. Symons was the power of learning a skill.  We are capable of learning a skill.  It’s not necessarily a matter of being born with it – or some people having it and others not having it!  It’s the opportunity to learn the skill and apply deliberate practice that determines your destiny.  Prior to that time, I enjoyed sports, but never was a great athlete.  I usually was the last or second last picked for team sports by my peers.  I wasn’t equipped with the agility, grace and natural gift that other athletes had.  But, I learned if I applied myself, I could learn anything I put my effort into, both in and out of sports. 

 

And as they say the rest is history!  I’ve gone on to be a pretty decent athlete and student, hoping one day to pass on these gifts to others somewhere down the line.  So, thank you Mr. Symons for being a teacher for eternity!

 

Fortunate Student,

Nicole

 

July 27, 2008 – Incubation Period

Ahh…. My European series of meetings have concluded, and I begin my final preparation period for the Olympic Games.  How I’ve looked forward to this time.  Advertisements will boast a count down clock for the Olympic Games, in excitement for the long anticipated date.  For me, I choose to ignore this clock.  I need every moment up until till Aug 21 (the beginning date for Women’s High Jump) to be ready. 

So many emotions encircle me at this very moment.  And while I am aware I’m experiencing feelings in combinations I have never experienced before, I don’t want to take the moment to analyze it.  I’m just in a state of being.  And it’s great! 

So, what will these next few weeks of preparation look like??? Well, I’m sworn to secrecy at this time, but I will say a sense of enjoyment and hard work will be some of the main ingredients.  As the date to the Olympic Games draws closer, my inbox and voice mailbox are becoming more filled.  I’m sure I’ll have to temper these areas.  Even though it is an Olympic Games year, I am trying to keep things as normal as possible.   

However, there is one difference I’m adding to my training I can tell you about.  I’m sure it will improve my flexibility, dexterity and strength!  I’m actually really excited for its arrival.  I can hardly wait!!!!!  I searched all over for it, and finally tracked it down.  This I believe will possibly be the single most important component to my training.  Do you want to know what it is?  Okay, Okay, Okay, I’ll tell you… It’s a Rubik’s Cube!  Well maybe it’s not the most important component in my training.  It won’t even improve my fitness and ability to jump high, but, it will be fun!    Talk about a blast from the past.  I just need some fluorescent spandex and a head band to complete this time warp transition.  Not sure I’ll bring all of that to Beijing, but I am packing the Rubik’s Cube.  I will figure out how to get all sides the same colour! 

Constantly preparing,

Nicole

  

July 24, 2008 -- Legs, Legs and More Legs

So, in case you didn’t know I am 1.92m (6’3 ½) tall, of which 1.26m makes up my leg length.  Basically 67% of my body is legs.  It’s pretty neat, because when I’m sitting I’m even with everyone, but when I stand I give meaning to standing out in a crowd.  I’m convinced my legs are the longest legs for a female athlete.  I know in the world of models it exceeds the current Guinness book of world record.  But, I’m not a model, so I’m trying to find a category for where my legs would fit.  Certainly, I will challenge any other female athlete in the Beijing Olympic Games Village as being the longest in the village!!!

 

When I was younger I hated my legs.  They seemed too long and way too skinny.   However, years later I absolutely love my legs.  They get me from point A to point B and can cover the ground with deceptive speed.  And surprisingly as long as they are, they are pretty agile and flexible.  But, there is one area where my legs encounter a challenge… Air Travel.

 

On a typical domestic flight, my legs can just fit within the provided space.  However, if the flight extends beyond the 2 hours, the travel can become uncomfortable.  Normally I’ll seek out the emergency seat or request an upgrade, especially for cross continental flights.  Most times I’m successful.  Today as I boarded my flight travelling from Stockholm to London I was initially not successful.  When I boarded the flight I was shock to discover a mere 8 inches provided between my seat and the seat in front.  My seat was 12A a window seat, with full seating in the economy class. 

 

I glanced back to see the emergency seats filled by individuals with vertically challenged leg length.  Hey! – First come, first serve -- so I couldn’t really complain.  My only hope was to make a petition to the flight attendant.  Fortunately, kindness befell on her and she moved me to business class, where I had a full row to extend my 51 inches of leg.  Thank you Scandinavian Airline Flight Attendant, you made my day and my journey enjoyable!

 

Long-legged,

Nicole

 

 

July 23, 2008 – Our weaknesses are our Strengths

So, I’ve returned to Europe and have competed in 2 meets so far.  My first meet being in Heusden, Belgium and the other being in Stockholm, Sweden.  While my first competition was okay (considering the weather condition and the long travel), I admittedly struggled in Stockholm.   A slight loss in focus is the probable culprit.  I’m not worried or concerned, but I am chalking it up to a learning experience. 

I liken my experience to driving a car – it requires your full attention at all time…taking your eyes off the road for even a moment can result in an accident. For me, I learned this lesson last night.  Ahhhhh!!! This is the bane of overconfidence.  Making a simple technical mistake of not correctly running my curve resulted in jamming my ankle during the actual jump (take-off).  This action instantly limits the mobility of my ankle and is like jumping with a locked foot.  It’s virtually impossible to jump.  However, a simple manual adjustment by a physiotherapist or chiropractor can instantly unlock it. 

 I’ve actually struggled with my jump ankle all season and fortunately have been prevailing.  I will admit there have been times when I’ve been frustrated with it and wish I could go back to Eberstadt, Germany last year – the birth place of my ankle struggles.  In that competition I badly sprained my ankle, giving way to a challenging indoor season, an outdoor season negotiated with extensive rehab, constant manual mobilizing of the joint and a need to be aware of my ankle movement.  The slightest loss in focus can result in me re-injuring the joint. 

However, often times our weaknesses are our strengths.  So, while my ankle may give me some trouble from time to time, it bares proof to my resiliency.  Moreover, it only heightens my technical acuity and competitive focus.  Sort of like a man walking on a wire.  While distraction could be disastrous, conscious and deliberate focus will bare success!  I’m choosing the latter

.Looking forward to London,

Nicole

July 16, 2008 -- Beijing Bound

Wow! I did it! I have successfully qualified for the Olympic Games in Beijing, China!!! Woohoo!!! Now before I begin to get into a “full description” I must explain what was required of me to qualify.  As a Canadian athlete, I was required to jump 1.95m (6’4 ¾) in the month prior to our Olympic trials (or at the trials themselves) and place top 4.  The latter was not so daunting, but the first criteria proved to be a challenge.  I battled an ankle injury for most of this season, which limited my technical training during the rehab process.  So, when I began competing outdoors I wasn’t quite sure what to expect.  Moreover, the narrowed window for such a high standard naturally elevates one’s anxiety and nerves, surrounding the situation. My objectives for my first few competitions in Europe were simple – jump 1.95m and return home to resume training and prepare for my trials.  What I didn’t count on was this experience to be both challenging and frustrating experience.  A few times I came close, but continued to fall short of this objective leaving me with the decision to stay longer in Europe competing than planned in hopes of achieving the performance standard required.  Eventually, after a poor performance and irritated ankle in Eberstadt, Germany I returned home and decided to focus on performing at our trials.  In the end, this proved to be a wise decision.  I jumped 1.95m and narrowly missed 2.00m.  I did it!  I successfully qualified for the Olympic Games in Beijing at our trials! 

When I cleared 1.95m and realized I had qualified for the Olympic Games I was overcome with jubilation and intense emotions.  What went through my mind was not disbelief, but rather relief.  I knew I was capable of the performance, but I also remembered all I had went through this year and the years before.  The times I had come so close to qualifying for previous Olympic Games (2000 and 2004), as well as the many challenges and struggles along the way.  Basically, the power of perseverance.  By, no means is this qualification a destination for me, but rather a milestone along the way in my pursuit for excellence.  It signifies that even when things don’t seem like their in your favour the greatest ally you have is perseverance.  The road is short and there is still much work I need to do to be ready for Beijing, but at least I believe I’m moving in the right direction.   

One final must say is something that has surprised me and filled me with emense gratitude.  There aren’t enough words to describe what it has meant and means to me to experience the support I have been so fortunate to have. It’s there in my sponsorships, my Team Visa and personal coach, therapists and family.  But, it’s also there in the stranger on the street who greets me with a support.  Thank you all!

 Upwards and Onwards,

Nicole

June 7, 2008 – The pains of 1.90m

     I am officially tired of 1.90m!!!! Ahhh!!! An 8th place finish in Oslo with a jump of 1.90m!   Don’t get me wrong. I mean it’s a respectable height, but I know I’m capable of a lot higher.  I am grateful that this is a height I feel very comfortable with, but still higher is always better.  At this point, I’m convinced my desire to jump our Olympic Standard of 1.95m is to blame.  In my competitions thus far, the height that follows 1.90m is a height that nears or surpasses our Olympic Games standard (1.95m).  And, yes I have jumped that height or higher.  In fact I cleared 1.95m numerous times last year, so it doesn’t feel like a high height in competition.  But rather, more a height I want pretty bad to better secure my selection to the Olympic Games.  I’d say it’s much like being told you get 1 million dollars if you can make a basket from the free throw line in basketball – which is an easy shot under normal conditions, but suddenly feels like a difficult one when the reward is added.

   

     ….And yes! I’m doing my PhD in Sports Psychology – but I’m much like the painter whose house is the worst one on the block, or the cobbler whose children are always shoeless.  I’m really not good with analyzing my own sports psychology element….lol…However, on a positive note I am pleased with where my season has been going so far.  Indoors, was a very challenging season for me.  I struggled with 1.90m and my confidence did take a beating.  In the end a sprained ankle I sustained in Eberstadt, Germany last year was to blame.  I dedicated the month of April to focusing on my jumping ankle, with hopes that this would put me back on the right track.  It was quite a risky decision, because attention on my ankle meant I had to take away attention in other aspects of my training.  In the end it seems to have proven to be a smart decision.  Although, my best so far has been 1.93m, my jumps are solid and demonstrate strong clearances.  I still have some work to do, but I am pleased and really trying to be patient with my progression.

     My next stop is Ostrava.  This will be my first time at this competition and I look forward to it.  The field will be as competitive as the Bislett Games, which always makes for great performances.

 See you in Ostrava!

Nicole

June 3, 2008 -- Reflections on Competitions

     Alas, my time in Berlin has come to an end.  I’m currently waiting to travel on to Oslo, Norway for the Golden League Bisslett Games.  I’ve been in Europe now for almost 2 weeks competing and training.  I must begin by thanking the staff at the Estrel Hotel and our athlete liaison, Thomas Kramer, here at the ISTAF Berlin meeting.  The term “phenomenal” would best describe the assistance and service I’ve received, making my stay comfortable and easy.  Ahh…. Once again, Germany has suited me well... I love this place!

 

     I’ve begun my European “tour” of competitions in Hengelo, with a pleasant win and a performance of 1.93m.  There were certainly some bugs to fix, but when coming from North America it is always difficult to predict what my first competition will be like.    I’ve since competed 2 more times in Germany and with 1.89m jump for both.  In particular ISTAF Berlin was a little disappointing because physically I felt tuned like a machine, and a simple technical error (that should never happen) denied me a superior performance.  Ok… so let me explain this a little --  Generally, for most of us athletes, there is always something bothering us, possibly keeping us from being 100% – maybe some muscle soreness, a strained ligament, a feeling of “blah” or worse a serious personal problem – so when you have an occasion where “all is good!” it’s really rare.  It’s like finding that 4 leaf clover.  And this is how I felt in the ISTAF meeting.  But, I forgot to execute 1 significant, but simple technical component and as a result I struggled with 1.93m and suffered a lesser performance!  Ahhh!!!!!  Hey, but at least I know what I did wrong.

 

     Fortunately, I have the Bislett Games to look forward too!  This will be a good competition!  (FYI, Canadians can catch it on CBC on Saturday June 7th a noon.  Also, ESPN will be airing it as well.)  I’ll also be joined with a few other Canadians at this next competition, and this is always a good thing!  For now, I bid Germany, my home away from home, good-bye.  I look forward to return have some work and re-focusing to do for this next competition.  You’re a fine tuned machine ready for action.  And this is how I felt on Sunday, but I believe overconfidence of my body may have been my down fall.   Ahhhh!!!! 

 

Auf Wiedersehen,

Nicole W. Forrester

 

May 29, 208 – Busted Vein

     Who knew you a bust a vein from lifting weights?  Today in training, I was working out doing my normal Clean & Jerk (Olympic lift).  I was feeling very good and surprised with the ease that I was able to match my personal best, in this lift.  As I began to put away the weights I started to feel some sort of itchiness on my left leg.  When I looked down, to my astonishment my vein was sticking out 1 inch (3cm) above the surface of my skin.  It looked nasty!

 

     I ran outside to ask my friend Mike Hazle (javelin thrower for USA) what he thought it was.  Calmly he replied “Oh, you just broke a vein,” and scurried off for help.  Clearly, his tone did not reflect his action.  I later learned he was freaked out from it.  Fortunately, all is okay, and the swelling has gone down and my leg now looks like it has a bruise.  The functional ability of my leg has not been effected in anyway.  Just to be safe, the ISTAF medical staff sent me to a doctor to get checked out.  It was probably a good thing, because he calmed any anxiety I may have had from the ordeal.

 

Survivor of a busted vein,

Nicole

April 12, 2008

              This week began on a high… My ankle and core strength were good (the best so far this year); my training camp with Mark (Boswell) had been phenomenal, I was feeling good and honestly like a Jedi in training… And then BOOM!! Out of nowhere the evil wrath of the Stomach Flu hit me… Talk about a shake up!!!  It all started on Tuesday -- I was having a pretty good training session, when I started to feel a little power in my action  missing.   I remembered commenting to Mark how I felt like I was missing my “Umf” factor. You know when you do things really well and it just feels like “butter”… Absolutely SWEET… Almost, like your Mighty Mouse with a car hoisted above your head…Well, somewhere in the middle of my Tuesday practice I started to feel average and not “sweet” (I like to refer to it as “mere-mortal status”).  Anyways, by the time I got home from practice my energy level was on a serious decline.  I felt like my super powers had been discharged….By the next morning I had gone from being WonderWoman to the little possessed girl in the movie The Exorcist.  I was doggedly sick!!!  It had been a while since I’d been that sick.  You know the sickness I’m talking about -- You can’t keep your eyes open because if you stay awake you’re in more pain; your stomach has a life of its own; you’ve got a fever making you delirious, and the only thing that gives you hope is the knowledge that at some point this pain will pass….My illness knocked me out for the week, which if anyone knows me, is a difficult feat.  In the end, it left me bedridden for 3 days and a loss of 10lbs (4kg) and my talkative self.  Definitely, no training occurred for the remainder of the week.  I really hope no athlete experiences that kind of illness during the Olympic Games!!!

                Today it is Saturday, and clearly a better day for me.  I can eat solid foods once again and I have somewhat resumed my giddy manner.  Thankfully, it’s early enough in the season that I don’t believe my week's illness should cause too much problem.  For now, I’ll take my time as I return to normal training levels.  I’m just so glad to be on the up swing of things!

P.S: Did you know the Stomach Flu (Gastroenteritis) has no relation to the Flu (Influenza)? They are 2 completely different illnesses. 

P.P.S:  Please, please be kind…Reduce the spread of germs and ALWAYS, wash your hands….  

Until next week…TTFN --> Ta-Ta-For-Now,

Nicole

 

April 5, 2008

               So, here I am back home in Toronto.  I’ve been making weekly trips home to Canada from my lovely training location Ann Arbor, Michigan.…Fortunately, for me it is only a 4 hour drive.  Now, I know for many Europeans this may seem like an incredible distance, but Canada is the second biggest country in the world, so a 4 hour drive seems like a short distance.  I mean just to travel across my province of Ontario would take more than a day…lol.. I’ve been travelling home to work with my therapist in Orillia to treat a neglected ankle injury.  I am happy about the progression of my ankle and have so much gratitude for Dr. Bell and his staff. 

              In case you haven’t been, Toronto and Canada as a whole is beautiful and truly one of a kind…and I’m not in anyway bias with my comment… but it is nice to return home, even if it is a short period of time… I’m in good hands for therapy, good friends for company and of course I team up with my fellow Canadian high jumper Mark Boswell to train (he’s truly a great friend!).  And training with Mark is always fun and intense.  In truth, there is no place like home.

              Last weekend I was most impressed by my hometown, Aurora and the city of Toronto’s dedication to Earth Hour.  It was wild!   At 8pm Canada initiated an hour of reduced electricity, whereby, lights were dimmed.  Amazingly! When I looked outside at 8pm last Saturday, not a single light from the neighbors’ were on.  None what so ever…. The street lights were on, cars were parked in front of the houses and just moments before 8pm lights were on in these houses.  Its crazy the power of unity… but as one person said, it’s more about what people do beyond earth hour.  Taking it into our daily lives.  I’m certainly trying.

 

P.S>:  I hope you enjoyed April Fool’s (April 1st) this week.  Since, one of my favorite things to do is to make jokes/pranks I certainly enjoyed this day.  Through the power of the internet I was able to circulate a rumor that I was engaged – which didn’t take long for it to spread!  The congratulation messages were numerous and laughable… I laughed probably for 10 or 15 minutes continuously.   I actually was in pain from laughing so hard.  Obviously, I had to correct the rumor I started, but it certainly made for a good April Fools joke.  

 

Until our next meeting -- Remember to Smile and most importantly pass it on!

Nicole

 

March 23, 2008

              Well, the indoor season is over and now I begin my preparation for the outdoor season and the Olympic Games.  I am glad to be done with the indoor season, as I was juggling my comprehensive exams simultaneously with the season.  Never in my life have I worked so hard academically, as I did preparing and taking my Comprehensive Exams.  My Comprehensive Exam consisted of four different subject areas related to Sport Psychology, whereby I was required to know thoroughly (hence, comprehensive).  Any question was fair game, and my exams consisted of both a written and oral exam.  The whole process of examination took approximately 6 weeks, and the preparation for this exam took another 8 weeks.  Really, it is one of those experiences you have to probably live through to grasp its complexity.   Out of all the many things I can say I’ve done, after passing my comprehensive exams, I realized this is one thing I did on my own.  I often say “if I’ve achieved greatness it is because I stood on the shoulders of giants,” however this is one of the few times there were no giant’s shoulder to stand on….I did it myself.  So, what does this mean – well, now I’m officially a doctoral candidate and can begin my dissertation.  All the classes I’ve needed to take up until this point have been, and now I can go out into the world and create my own question to answer – basically….              

So, having survived that fire and the indoor season I now turn my attention to the outdoor season.  Without a doubt, this season will fly by quicker than most years and before I know it, it will be August!  Much has been learned from the indoor season, and there has been some changes made both technically and within my training.  I’d be lying if I didn’t say I had some butterflies in my stomach.  But, as Terry Orlick’s says – butterflies are okay as long as they are flying in the same direction.  Yes, it is an Olympic year, but at the same time it is no different than past years.   

Keep Smiling,

Nicole

 

February 17, 2008

              Well, here I am back at my home in Ann Arbor.  It Is nice to return home after being away for so long.  Albeit, I have returned being a little ill for the last few days, but I’m finally starting to feel better.  Reflecting on my travel to Europe for indoors as been a little frustrating, as things didn’t go as planned – however, I did learn a lot, and I am glad for that and that it happened now, instead of later.  Most importantly, I’m healthy and truly appreciate that.  It seems my biggest problems were with my approach, and the last 4 steps.  It felt off and I thought I could fix it by using the competitions as practices.  I must thank Blanka Vlasic’s coach, Bojan Marinovic, for his help.  He was very supportive and helpful as best he could.  In the end, after speaking with my coach, it seemed best for me to return home so he could see what was going on.  Usually, when I’m abroad I’ll communicate with my coach via telephone and internet, downloading my jumps for his analysis.  However, I had much problems downloading my jumps so consultation was reserved to all I had to tell him—which wasn’t much…lol…I knew my last 4-steps felt wrong but didn’t know why.  Fortunately, my jumps themselves weren’t so ragged.  They seemed more inconsistent – glimpses of great jumps, that later succumbed to poor timing and rotation over the bar….ahhh…the life of track and field.  I said it once and I’ll say it again… Track and field is very humbling, because of the hills and valleys it carries.  The trying times make you savour the moments of brilliance that much more, and reminds you that persistence is key – on the track and off.

 

Keep Smiling,

Nicole

 

January 27, 2008

              Well here we are with yet another season.  The 2008 season has quickly arrived and I am certain it will blow through with great haste!  I’ve already competed in 3 competitions already and it’s been a struggle.  A rough start to say the least.  But this is the real world, not a fairy tale and I’m a real athlete.  It’s easy enough to journal things when things are going well, but it is just as important to reflect on moments not so great.  My travel to Europe began with a massive challenge.  Traveling to the Czech Republic, a standard travel that should have taken at most 10 hours, took more than 24 hours with lost bags to confound my frustrations.  When I arrived, my body felt like I had traveled to Australia and back, and my mind felt like I had lost it somewhere over the Atlantic Ocean.  Slowly, I’m starting to regain my footing, but it has been a challenge.  I cannot tell a lie – I am angry and disappointed, but remind myself that it is through these challenges which make the good times that much more sweeter.   Already, I’ve learned a season’s worth of lessons!!! I am cueing up for my next competition Cottbus – January 30th, which I hope to start to be a stronger move in the right direction. Fortunately, this is one of my favorite competitions and is a lot of fun to be a part of!!!

 

Upwards and onwards,

Nicole

September 17, 2007

Well the season is officially over.  The ISTAF meeting in Berlin marked the end of a long, but certainly fun season.  And although, World Championships did not provide me with the results I had hoped, this season has still managed to be my best season ever.  And for that I am thankful!  I have managed to better or equal my personal best 4 times, with very near attempts at the Canadian Record set in 1984.  My 1.97m marks the second highest performance ever jumped by a Canadian.  In my pursuit of excellence I must stop to thank the various “giants” or people who have helped along the way – my coach, my supportive family, my sponsor Visa, my chiropractor and masseuses.   I’d also like to thank my manager, the meeting directors who have invited me to their competitions, the Wenk family and town of Tuebingen who provided a home for me while being in Europe, as well as Wolfgang Ritzdorf and Guenter Eisinger.  And finally I’d like to thank all of you who have supported my pursuit for excellence.

 

Now, I will take some time to rest and refocus the long anticipated Olympic year.  I am certain another year will roll by so quickly that before I know it the Olympic Games will be here.  I am filled already with excitement and nerves as the thought of it enters my mind!!! Woohoo!!!

 

One, thing I do want to address is my performance in my last competitions.  As easy as it would be to attribute my performance in Berlin to my sustained ankle injury, I can say that it actually wasn’t the cause.  My ankle felt fine, and I also believe that anytime we the athlete decide to compete – it doesn’t matter what the injury is – we are making a statement that we are able to compete.  Instead, I struggled with the same technical problems that I had at the World Championships -- my steps were off and inconsistent.   It was a pity, but, it happens.  As I once read in my favorite book “The Alchemist” – “The secret of life though, is to fall seven times and to get up eight times.”   Lessons were learned from that experience, and I’m still grateful for the season I was able to command this year.  So, now I begin the cycle all over again as I prepare for 2008, a year I’m sure that promises pleasant surprises for us all!

 

I will continue to post some entries as I train through this fall season.

 

Best to all of you and THANK YOU for the various supports you have shown.  And thanks for visiting my site and showing an interest in my pursuit for excellence!

 

Warmest Regards,

Nicole