Okay, it's 3:30 in the morning and I'm awake right now after tossing and turning most of the night. I'll post the good and the bad and try not to dissolve into tears while posting. It's been a truly emotional 23 hours for me it's a good thing that next week is our off weekend as I really need a break. As background, on race days we split the kids into different groups than normal, by class and gender. I've got the 5 and 6 year old girls, assigned 14 of them with I think 11 showing up.
I've had a challenging year as it is and one girl, S, has been most of the major problem. She just refuses to ski at times, or ski crying the whole time cause she wants to ski with mommy or daddy. Other times it's like she's a completely different child and I love having her in my group. Mom says we have a "personality conflict". The conflict is that mom and dad always give into her and because on any given day I'm dealing with 5-13 other children I CAN'T do that. Today started off before she got to me in meltdown stage. I'd already forewarned the other 2 coaches I was working with for the day (with a parent helper also hearing) that I would need to step back if she was melting down because of this "conflict" so they stepped in and did everything possible to try to leave me out of it but of course that didn't work. Meanwhile we get outside to get going and one girl has no clue where her parents left her skis. It took 3 of us to locate those while 3 others were trying to get S to get her skis on which she refused to do. I try calling mom who is working the race and doesn't answer (I have my suspicions there as she never did return my desperation message). In the end, I have to, with the help of other parents, physically lift her up and snap her boots into her bindings. Not my preferred way of getting a child on the slopes but I had no choice, I had other kids waiting to go inspect the course for a race. Fortunately her day got better and she cooperated for the most part as the day wore on.
Then, I had one of the other 2 coaches who is more of social coach than organizer coach loose one of the kids. Sent them off supposedly with one family (who was supposed to be meeting up with me and we were just off sync they're the ones who complimented me later). We get to the start of the race to start lining up, I ask said family where T was (she is in a higher level training group but still 6 so racing in the class with my kids as is K) and they haven't seen her all day. I ask coach and she just looks at me with dumb stare. Thankfully we have radios, I find her with the older class and tell that coach she needs to be at the start asap. By the way, I had T and K last year and love them to death. On the way to the course after inspection said coach also thinks we should go inside with 15 minutes until race start. I ask why she responds bathrooms and warm up. It's the warmest day we've had this season and I ask if anyone needs the bathroom. Nope. GRRRRR!
Okay, I've got them all lined up, down to race suits for some and we're starting. I stay at the start to help encourage them, remind what we're working on and be organizer for this group (since none of the other coaches seem to be able to organize). One of the guys at the start is cussing up a storm because he messes up his timing chart so I have to remind him about the kids standing there.
Okay, first run done. Ski down, meet up with them, check times quickly and then we head up for a quick bathroom and bite to eat break. We don't have much time as they are running boys and girls side by side and expect to start second run right after the first. Try radioing for an ETA for second run start time but nobody answers after multiple requests.
Getting ready to leave for second run my phone rings. One of the kids that I have just for the day's mother is on the line. Dad is the one at Copper with us and is in the emergency clinic, don't freak C out but wanted us to know. She'll call with an update. I don't tell C because I don't want her to freak before her second run.
Okay, now we're at second run. I'm loosing my voice as I started the day with a sore throat and since I'm the only one organizing (except for the help of one savior of a parent from aforementioned family that I love). We start lining up the kids. Here comes S again, coming to where I explicitly told them not to and refusing to stop. I've had a enough so I pick her up attached to skis etc and march her up the hill to where she should be. We finally get started and I get them through the second run.
Get down, times are incredible. My two girls that I had last year T and K (from the family) did incredibly well and had everyone at the start blown away watching them. I won't be surprised to see them in the Olympics one day and I am so filled with pride and happiness knowing I set the right foundation last year (here come the tears now by the way). Little H, K's little sister in the family DNFd but she still did really well and is following in K's and mom's footsteps (former US Ski Team). She's my little trooper, never upset, never argues just happy go lucky child.
We head for lunch (it's already 1pm) and I get a call from the mom with the injured husband/dad. He's been transferred to the hospital for more tests, she's coming via free bus system from Keystone. I get into line with said child, C, and tell her what's going on. Thankfully she's a bit upset but takes it quite well. We go to lunch where I get to take a break for a bit because the parents always take over (I'm there helping too but parents step in here thankfully every time we're training/racing). By the time we're done we have time for one short run, back for backpacks and then down the mountain for awards.
You'd think it ends there but I have one child meltdown because she can't find dad and doesn't want to go to awards because he said they weren't staying. Sorry, no choice, I can't be in 2 places at once, he'll find us I'm sure. Oh, and K gets in trouble for throwing a snowball first and then just minutes later gets nailed in the face/eye with one. Lesson learned I guess.
At lunch time my neck started bothering me but I ignored it. By awards I was nearly in tears. Got home and couldn't move. I think I did it either while snapping S into skis or while carrying her up the hill at the start but I'm not sure. Currently I've taken a muscle relaxer and a tylenol with codeine to try to help.
So, now a few positive highlights. Skiing with T and K is always a highlight. I miss them from last year and they truly are joys in my life. To give you an idea of T's attitude, she started the season with a broken thumb, skiing with one pole and still won the race at Breckenridge in January. She never complained except that her poor thumb was cold because she couldn't tuck it into her mitten to warm up from the hand warmer. She always runs cold cause she has NO body fat, just a tiny little girl. She won yesterday while K got second. D was a little girl just joining for the day since Summit Cups are open to any Summit County resident. Mom was a helper and did a wonderful job with that. D was a joy and I hope she joins the team next year. I asked her mom to bring her to the rest of the Summit Cups, she got ribbons too.
Not only did said family compliment me, a dad who was at the start doing hand timing and line up ate lunch with us and complimented my organization and attitude with the kids. No other coaches were so on top of it. (Insert blushing smiley here please) I still have other kids from last season who run to show me their ribbons. I am so proud of them and so proud that I set the foundation for them to love the sport. I wasn't that lucky when racing as my coaches were tough love, just do it kind of guys so I try to balance the fun/encouragement with the discipline that must be done.
So, now, I'm flat on my back, having taken the meds and hoping to go back to sleep soon. Although, I'm worried as a I haven't heard from the guy I'm dating who went snowmobiling yesterday. I'd have more peace of mind if I did.
Thanks for listening to my book. I needed to vent and write down the feelings as I'm so discouraged and upset that it's just not what I loved last year. Please forgive any weird typos, that codeine and muscle relaxer is kicking in so typing has been rough and it's taken an hour!
I'm taking Sunday off. I'll relax, hopefully get to see boy if he's not buried in an avalanche and just try to recover.