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1/8/2022

 
Slowly, VERY slowly, I am beginning to recover from the Tour de Ski. ​
Six races in eight days in three different countries is no easy feat. When you’re bouncing up and down from altitude, driving 2-5 hours between stages, moving into new hotel rooms, forcing yourself to eat more pasta and bread… It's quite an experience! 
Overall, I am super proud of the fact that I made it to the top of Alpe Cermis in the hill climb of the final stage, but it took some work to get there.
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Squad at the top of Alpe Cermis.
I spent Christmas week in Switzerland with my boyfriend, trying to adjust to the time zone and the altitude. It mostly consisted of easy skiing, giving my body time to adapt to the new environment, but I also threw in a few baby intervals to help wake up the system. During the rest of the day when I wasn’t skiing, I tried to stay off my feet and continue to fuel for the upcoming races. I got pretty excited in the local bakery, tested out some fondue, and enjoyed roasted chestnuts and hot chocolate on Christmas day. All week, I was trying to reach a tricky balance of resting from travel and prior to the tour, while also hitting a few hard workouts so my body would be primed and ready to go. Meanwhile, I was trying to enjoy the holiday season! At the moment, I felt like I was doing everything I could to reach that happy balance, but in the end I’m not sure if I did.
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The day after Christmas I met the US Ski Team in Lenzerheide, Switzerland. Just like that, vacation was over and it was go-time. We previewed the skate sprint course the day before the first race. I hadn’t been feeling great all week but these pre-race intervals were starting to feel better. I was nervous about why I wasn’t feeling ready to go, but hopeful that my body was trending in the right direction. On race day, I went out and did everything I could in that skate sprint and felt good during the race, but it wasn’t enough to qualify. I was optimistic that the two days of intensity were the perfect wakeup for the distance race the following day and told myself to be patient. 
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A view from the Lenzerheide stadium.
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Lapping through during a snowy 10k.
Along came the 10k classic in Lenzerheide and I went out with every intention of having a great race. It was nuking snow so I hopped behind two girls who were lapping through and held on for as long as I could. Turns out the altitude came back to bite me on the second lap and I definitely lost time in the last few minutes of the race. Again, I felt okay during the race, but I knew I had more in me. 
After two races in a row we had a day off. We packed up our bags, said goodbye to our first hotel and drove 2.5 hours to Oberstdorf, Germany. We went straight to the venue, ate lunch, sat around for a bit and then went out to walk around on skis on the race course. After 45 minutes, we all called it good and drove to our new hotel to unpack and settle in.
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The traveling circus continues throughout Europe.
The next day, the women had a slow morning as we twiddled our thumbs for our 3:30pm race. The sun had been out all week and it was about 50 degrees when we made the drive to the race venue, preparing ourselves to race in a foot of slush. To our surprise, the race organizers decided to salt the track the previous night, giving us an exciting ice rink to skate around on. The 10k mass start went out fast and I felt like I had a pretty good start considering my FIS points put me toward the back of the pack, but again I just didn’t have quite the energy to hang on as long as I would have liked. This pattern continued the rest of the week. Feeling pretty reasonable during my warmup and while testing skis, but when the gun went off I just felt like my body was drained. 
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I did my best to get through the classic sprint in Oberstdorf and prepare for the 10k classic in Val di Fiemme, Italy. Unfortunately, I was pretty devastated during the second to last stage when my body said it wanted no more racing. During each stage during the Tour I approached the race as a new day and went out with everything I had in me. Slowly, I watched as my hopes and dreams of scoring world cup points and therefore maybe qualifying for an Olympic team, dwindled away. 

All summer and fall, I felt like I was in the best shape of my life. I hit each interval session pretty hard, was consistent with strength and prioritized rest and recovery; I was feeling better than I ever had before. I was thrilled with my opening races of the season and felt like I had so much more to give for the winter. I was put in a tough position when I had to decide between racing World Cups during the Tour de Ski or staying home and racing at US Nationals. Both presented pathways to qualify for the Olympics, which I truly believed I had a good shot at. Both options presented challenges for me in terms of racing at altitude. I had to gamble on what I believed would be my best route.
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Trying to put up a fight. (PC: Nordic Focus)
I’m not sure what happened between December 12-27. Something went wrong. I didn’t have the same fight and fire in me during the Tour that I was used to feeling when racing. The night before the final stage of the Tour I was asking myself what could have happened. At that moment I was pretty ready to give up. Instead, I fell back on my support system. I cried on the phone to my sister, asked for advice from old teammates who had been in similar situations, and read through emails, texts and messages that friends and family sent my way. Whatever was left inside me, these people were able to muster it out for one last climb up a mountain.
Alpe Cermis is regularly a downhill ski resort in the Dolomites of Northern Italy. Some crazy person decided it would be super fun to see how fast a couple of nordies could ski UP it. Over three kilometers, the course gains 420 meters with an average grade of 12% - although some sections reach as steep as 30%. Fans line the mountain, cow bells ring and blow horns blast in your face. The entire climb I was thinking about two things: 1. Jessie told the team the night before that only positive thoughts were allowed. Any glimmer of negativity in my mind was instantly washed away. 2. As advised by my sister, I continuously asked myself, ‘Is this everything I can do right now?’ If yes, then that’s all I could ask for.
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Appreciating every cheer out there.
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Obviously I had to race in my Indura sports bra.
Despite wanting to take a break multiple times during the climb (including when an athlete right in front of me stood up and stopped moving), I kept putting one foot in front of the other and made my way to the top of that mountain. It was far from beautiful, but when I crossed the line and heard that two fellow Americans had just placed 5th and 7th, I put my own sorrows away for a moment and felt pure excitement for them.
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Sophia (5th) and Novie (7th) absolutely crushed that climb!
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Thank you Jeremy Hecker for the wax support all week.
I’m not sure what’s next for me, aside from a few days off from skiing. I know I haven’t lost all that fitness I was feeling a few weeks ago and there’s definitely plenty of fire left inside me, I just have to find it. I’m taking the time to process and lick my wounds. I am also feeling extremely grateful for the incredible support from those near and far. The encouraging messages I have received from my community have helped wipe away tears and put a smile on my face. To my sponsors, family and friends, THANK YOU!
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In the meantime, I will continue to enjoy the sun, snow, and beautiful mountains that currently surround me in central Europe and allow myself a few ‘soul days’ to work on the healing process. ​
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3 Comments
Erik L
1/8/2022 05:29:30 pm

Loved to read your experience of the Tour de Ski!
Yeah, it ain’t something you do untrained or out of shape/energy…
But, you did your best, EVERY day in that tour, and that is what’s counts…
Keep up the good work - your’re still young - some girlies in the sport is best after gaining plus 30 years!
Marit Bjørgen won four (3) gold medal in the olympics 2018, the year she celebrate her 38th birthday…
Good luck in the future!
Love from fans in Sweden!

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RW Petty
1/9/2022 06:40:05 pm

Like you said, you gave it all you had. Nothing else can be done. The fact you finished the TDS is a notable accomplishment in and of itself. You're a skilled professional athlete and will pull out of it and excel. We're rooting for you in Washington/Oregon!

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