Hi all, last weekend were the first colombian national championships and also my first competition. With my brother and another guy (a monofin and scuba instructor) I thougth we will be the champion team, and my brother and I the first and second place. Wrong!.
I just have one day before competition to train. I'm living far away from the sea so my training is basically in the pool and my static cycle. That day I woke up at 5:15 am to train static with my brother. He uses to practice without wetsuit because he likes to get cold. At 30 minutes of practice we was shivering, that day was really cold and there was a lot of wind. I came up frustrated with my static training but hope the CB will be better ( and it was). We found a place where the ocean was a little calm and star practice I did two empty lung dives (10 and 15 meters) then a CB to 20 with 1 minute hanging and 30 meters with 50 secs hanging. With that I said I was ready for my 40 meters dive in the competition.
The next day was the static competition I announced 4 min and my brother 5 min. We were the last participants and the competition started very late. When I started to warm up I was a little bit afraid, and I couldn't make more than 4 min. At least the announced I thougt. I finished the warm up and wait in the transition area for my turn. At that moment I start to felt an incredible cold, I dried my head, feet and hands but still felt to cold, then I sat down with the sun in my face and started to breathe very slowly, I was really nervous, when the judge call me to the competition area I was like in trance, I heard her voice but very far from me. I heard "2 minutes" looked at my watch an felt fine. At the voice of "official time" I took my deep breath and get into the water. I felt like in a dream, just flowing in the water. I think that I fall sleep for a while, until my assistant scream "2 minutes" that scared me and wake me up. I felt very calm and wait until the 4 mins. still feeling well. When I heard 5 minutes I decide to get out, because the judge was very strict and I don't wanted a disqualification. My brother was very happy and congratulates me, I felt like in heaven. Then my brother with a quick warm up did 7 mins easily. We were so happy, he has the first place and I the second, and our team was the first too. The next day was the constant ballast competition. We have a lot of points over the others, the sea was rough and there was a lot of current, so we decided to announce a lower depth (40 for me and 48 my brother), so we fixed in 36 for me and 42 for my brother, we thougt it was better to make a depht that was easy, because of the bad conditions and the stress of the competition.
The competition was supposed to start at 11 am, but it was delayed until 4 pm (I had to travel the same day at 5:55 pm). In the boat I was very calm, nobody announced when I have to start the warm up, when they call my brother for competition I realized that I needed to start my warm up, I just warmed up for 20 minutes my last dive was a free 30 meters dive with a 30 secs hanging, when I get out from it I heard:" Frank Pernett to competition zone". "Just 2 minutes to breathe" I thougth. At that moment I lost the calm, and started to hyperventilate. "1 minute". Shit. "30 seconds" You can do it. "Official time" OK, just do it now. As soon as I started the immersion I couldn't equalize my right ear. Shit. I just need to make the BTV technique to equalize until 35 when I turn to Frenzel-Fattah technique, but I have to start with the FF from the beginning, slow down the descent, I was fighting with my ear, when I realized that was at 30 m, the ear doesn't wanted to equalize again, I looked the bottom and decide to go for it with the pain in the ear, I made it and started to go up. I was thinking that the way down effort was very hard, and I will be really fatigued in surface (disqualification come to my mind). You have to grab the buoy as soon as you surface-said to my self. But when I reached the surface my head and hands started to move without control (A samba, I'm out of the game).
It's incredible how sad I felt, how angry with me. My brother looked at my looking for an explanation. But no time for it, I had a plane to catch and I have to swim to the coast. Said godbye to my brother with tears in my eyes and started the swim to the coast. I losted the second place and also my team lost the first place. My brother get the first place.
My first reaction was to quit the competition and continue with recreative freediving. But today I made a decisition. I will try again in march.
With my errors I learned.
I just have one day before competition to train. I'm living far away from the sea so my training is basically in the pool and my static cycle. That day I woke up at 5:15 am to train static with my brother. He uses to practice without wetsuit because he likes to get cold. At 30 minutes of practice we was shivering, that day was really cold and there was a lot of wind. I came up frustrated with my static training but hope the CB will be better ( and it was). We found a place where the ocean was a little calm and star practice I did two empty lung dives (10 and 15 meters) then a CB to 20 with 1 minute hanging and 30 meters with 50 secs hanging. With that I said I was ready for my 40 meters dive in the competition.
The next day was the static competition I announced 4 min and my brother 5 min. We were the last participants and the competition started very late. When I started to warm up I was a little bit afraid, and I couldn't make more than 4 min. At least the announced I thougt. I finished the warm up and wait in the transition area for my turn. At that moment I start to felt an incredible cold, I dried my head, feet and hands but still felt to cold, then I sat down with the sun in my face and started to breathe very slowly, I was really nervous, when the judge call me to the competition area I was like in trance, I heard her voice but very far from me. I heard "2 minutes" looked at my watch an felt fine. At the voice of "official time" I took my deep breath and get into the water. I felt like in a dream, just flowing in the water. I think that I fall sleep for a while, until my assistant scream "2 minutes" that scared me and wake me up. I felt very calm and wait until the 4 mins. still feeling well. When I heard 5 minutes I decide to get out, because the judge was very strict and I don't wanted a disqualification. My brother was very happy and congratulates me, I felt like in heaven. Then my brother with a quick warm up did 7 mins easily. We were so happy, he has the first place and I the second, and our team was the first too. The next day was the constant ballast competition. We have a lot of points over the others, the sea was rough and there was a lot of current, so we decided to announce a lower depth (40 for me and 48 my brother), so we fixed in 36 for me and 42 for my brother, we thougt it was better to make a depht that was easy, because of the bad conditions and the stress of the competition.
The competition was supposed to start at 11 am, but it was delayed until 4 pm (I had to travel the same day at 5:55 pm). In the boat I was very calm, nobody announced when I have to start the warm up, when they call my brother for competition I realized that I needed to start my warm up, I just warmed up for 20 minutes my last dive was a free 30 meters dive with a 30 secs hanging, when I get out from it I heard:" Frank Pernett to competition zone". "Just 2 minutes to breathe" I thougth. At that moment I lost the calm, and started to hyperventilate. "1 minute". Shit. "30 seconds" You can do it. "Official time" OK, just do it now. As soon as I started the immersion I couldn't equalize my right ear. Shit. I just need to make the BTV technique to equalize until 35 when I turn to Frenzel-Fattah technique, but I have to start with the FF from the beginning, slow down the descent, I was fighting with my ear, when I realized that was at 30 m, the ear doesn't wanted to equalize again, I looked the bottom and decide to go for it with the pain in the ear, I made it and started to go up. I was thinking that the way down effort was very hard, and I will be really fatigued in surface (disqualification come to my mind). You have to grab the buoy as soon as you surface-said to my self. But when I reached the surface my head and hands started to move without control (A samba, I'm out of the game).
It's incredible how sad I felt, how angry with me. My brother looked at my looking for an explanation. But no time for it, I had a plane to catch and I have to swim to the coast. Said godbye to my brother with tears in my eyes and started the swim to the coast. I losted the second place and also my team lost the first place. My brother get the first place.
My first reaction was to quit the competition and continue with recreative freediving. But today I made a decisition. I will try again in march.
With my errors I learned.
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