This past weekend I had the opportunity to compete in the IFSC Lead World Cup in Boulder, Colorado. This was my first lead world cup in over eight years and only my third route climbing competition in that same time frame. Despite almost 20 years of competition experience I made some really rookie mistakes. While I was not happy with my results at this competition I was happy in the preparation and training leading up to it.
After taking a short break from climbing starting in early May (coinciding with the Stanley Cup Playoffs) I set a goal for myself to train through July, August and September with my focus being the World Cup in early October. I wasn’t actually sure I would even be competing because in Canada we do not have an established selection process for a Lead Climbing national team. We didn’t even find out who was going until mid-September. The actual competition didn’t matter that much to me, I just needed a goal to train for. I personally find it easier to train for a competition than some random outdoor climbing project where I might not be able to actually get enough time on to climb it, or the weather might be shit on my one day a week outside or….
So I created a training plan and one of the things I did was to try and accurately track bio-metrics. I had never done that before. I tracked my weight, skin-fold measurements, muscle diameters and a few other things. Through July and early August I focused on strength building. Fitness is my forte but I am a weak, weak climber and at the US National Championships I identified that as something I needed to improve on. I spent a few nights a week in a weight gym and did a pretty intense hangboard workout a few times a week. While I did try to get out climbing once a week I didn’t focus on performance but just movement and flow. Through August and early September I focused on power-endurance but also on trying to improve my cardio and lean out the muscle (and fat) I had put on earlier in the year. The last two weeks of September was base fitness and continued power-endurance. No one will ever call me a lean person but I was trying to get as lean as I could while maintaining a high strength ratio. I was trying to eat healthy and increased my cardio and was using high-rep weights to lean out my muscles.
Overall I was very happy with my training. I felt really strong and fit heading into the competition although there were a few annoying things in the last two weeks that affected my training a bit. Work unfortunately got busy at a bad time and I tweaked a finger slightly when trying to push a tired body too hard. I started out in early July around 150lbs, with the weight training I peaked around 155 (but lower body fat %) and then leaned down to around 143. My muscle mass increased during the strength portion and dropped very slightly during my cardio/high-rep weights. According to skin folds I went from around 9-10% bf to to 6-7%bf, according to an electronic scale I went from 14.7 to 12.9 while not losing much size in muscle diameter.
As for the comp itself it sure didn’t feel like a World Cup, at least not to me. There were several reasons for this:
- The comp was held at a gym I have climbed at quite a few times so even the isolation area was familiar.
- The competitors weren’t intimidating. It’s hard to be intimidated by climbers who I remember being skinny kids five or six years ago. I remember Jakob Shubert from China in 2005 when he was the smallest kid in his category (He’s actually pretty tall now) and I remember Johanna Ernst as a girl who befriended a few of the members of the Canadian team and whose father had her climbing blindfolded to practice her route reading and memory skills. My first few world cups were against names that I had read about for years. Alexandre Chabot, Tomas Mrazek and even Francois Legrand with Sandrine Levet and Muriel Sarkany representing for the women. This just didn’t have the same feel that I remember.
- The field was really small. There really wasn’t much need to fight for warm-up wall space, it just wasn’t that busy. The comp went fast and there wasn’t much time just sitting around. This might be that after coaching at quite a few World Junior Championships where there are 300+ competitors in the difficulty events every other competition feels small.
So how did I climb? Well the qualifiers was flash format which means you can watch other climbers trying the routes. When coaching I have always warned climbers about watching climbers who are obviously much stronger because they will do things that are difficult but make them look easy. If you think a move is easy and it ends up being hard then you get flustered and make mistakes. On my first route I was climbing right after Ramon Julian Puigblanque, one of the top competitors and one of the strongest climbers in the world. What I liked about it is that Ramon is actually shorter than I am although he has more reach and is way, way stronger. Low on the route he made a clip from what looked like a good stance and then just casually reached up to the next hold. I decided that if I could I would clip from there as well. I got to that point, clipped but then the next move was much bigger than I expected. As I generated momentum for the move my hand slipped off and I fell. I HATE falling when I’m not tired so needless to say I was not happy with the first route and not happy with myself for falling victim to watching strong climbers. On the second route I identified a crux down low and a crux in the mid way point. I knew I would be disappointed if I fell at the lower crux but not too upset if I fell at the mid-crux. I made it through the lower crux and managed to then climb smoothly up to the mid-crux where it was a large ‘go again’ move off a good left hold and right heel-hook. I tried the move, fell but was happy I got to there and that managed to get me into semi-finals (although in the final spot).
The semi-finals were held on the following day and were now the more familiar onsight format. I read a good sequence, had a few options and had a great warm-up. Low down on the climb there was one sequence I wasn’t sure about. You could either move off a left hand sloping crimp/gaston or bump again to an pure undercling hold. I was on the crimp feeling relaxed and thought I could match it, see what the undercling was like and match it back if I didn’t like it. As I was matching my hand slipped and I fell. Shitty. Actually my skin felt really dry and leathery this whole week. Probably too much training and not moisture in the air. Who knows. No other semi-finalists would fall lower than that so I was stuck in 26th. The results are pretty irrelevant since I didn’t really expect to make finals but I would have liked to fall because I was tired or at least fall at a hard move.
On to the finals, as a spectator. The vibe from the local climbing community was amazing and there were people lined up several hours in advance to get into finals. Tim Harrington was even hosting a tailgate party out front with snacks and beer. Awesome. When we walked in the first thing I did was preview the two finals routes and they were amazing looking. I am a very, very critical person when it comes to routesetting and these routes were the best I have ever seen. From my position I couldn’t get a full preview but I had an idea of where the cruxes were and where I expected climbers to fall. Normally in a difficulty event the climbing can be boring as you wait for climber after climber to get up to the location where they might fall. Sometimes this can be five or six minutes of boring climbing before they start getting into the difficult sections. Not this time. Even leaving the ground was hard for both the males and the females. There were tricky sequences and hard moves throughout and the climbers never looked comfortable which means as a knowledgeable spectator I was never comfortable and was expecting them to fall all the time. The sequences were not obvious and you could tell that while there were options they were not necessarily natural movement. The men’s route featured a full 360 campus spin move while the women had to deal with tricky heelhooks and bad feet to get over the bulge. The climbers delivered and most of them made it pretty high up the wall providing lots of entertainment. Unfortunately neither finals route got finished but that would have been just icing on the cake.
My takeaway from this weekend was just how far the sport of climbing has progressed in the last five years. The focus on bouldering has transferred over to these route competitions and the routesetters are really taking into account the spectator’s perception of the event. The moves on these routes are HARD and the sequences pretty spectacular. I would have to get much, much stronger to truly compete at this level. For me V10/14a is difficult, v11/14b is a project and v12/14c is a goal. For most of the top competitors V13/14d is difficult, V14/15a is a project and V15 or 16/15b is a goal. Yes, there is that much of a difference.
All in all I was happy I attended although I would rather have been in Rifle on the Sunday
. Now I just need to translate all my training into some success on the rock this fall. Hopefully I don’t get too bogged down with work because temps are just getting good in Vegas!
Posted on October 13th, 2011 by Mike Doyle
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