A halfway to success

It was cruel workweek full of sleepless learning nights which was closed by my first ever Hollywood experience. How could I after this "stunning" week focus on orienteering? However, Saturday`s fucking flat A-class competition was before me.
Nearby Venice upon the Jizera, in the former army area, took place this national event. There was any spot for me in Elite nor for very ambitious team-mate Modest Gay, so we had to compete in class H21A. Unfortunately for me, there were not big differences in length between my and Elite class. Over 14 km seemed too deadly. I started in good shape and I was trying to avoid mistakes. Although I couldn't find in the map neither north-south lines or east-west lines, I was confident with my disusing compass technique. But after long leg to 10th I produced stupid mistake, lost pace and also power. Since this break point I felt weak and I counted down every check point to the finish. I didn`t make other mistakes, but I had big problems to overtake some ladies. I finished in time 86:12 with 11 minutes loss, but before several team-mates. I counted my raking score and I can be satisfied with 7886 points.
On Sunday, and it was a really sun day, we moved to Jablonec to next Gigasport cup competition. Second classic distance race in two days, this time in hills and stones - not a good conditions for me. Already at way to start I was struggling with blisters on my heel and fingers. This awful pain wasn`t take away even by look at football stadium of FK Jablonec. But I knew that I could do a race without mistakes which could bring me little bit of glory. I went to the race with piece of unhealthy self-confidence. All was going right way until the 3th control. I destroyed here my left ankle, but I was able to continue. Than after 5th came the second crucial moment. I choose wrong route-choice and just like Velicenstvo.com I was trying to hitchhike. Than I was afraid of rape or constraint on interspecies erotica with kinky Kelly and sexy stud (see Clerks 2 for more), so I had to cancel this race after 25 minutes. I was little bit pissed-off because race looked about 1000% better than on Saturday, but my bloody blisters hurt like a nuts depilation via cellotape.
Before weekend I hoped I could have two numeric results behind my name. Reality is that I have only one and also one bottle for Kapr. How will my bottle account look like in October?