Last weekend’s team camp put me way out of my comfort zone. Camp began with meeting my twelve new teammates. Though everyone was very welcoming, I already felt out of my element. Some people shine at meeting new people and thrive in that environment. However, I feel shy and withdrawn in when asked to put myself out there. Just being around all those new people got my palms sweaty and my heart racing. This was nothing compared to what was to come on the bike in the next 36 hours.
We headed over to a local corporate park to practice drills and skills. As a ‘cross racer, I went into this with the expectation that the exercises would be easy, because my handling skills are reasonable and I am used to feeling the bike slide around. I was so wrong. While I can’t divulge our team secrets, it is enough to say that I was challenged. Almost immediately after we started, I began to feel nervous and slightly sick to my stomach. My thumb is still swollen and sore from cross and I thought that was the problem. I didn’t realize until later that I was feeling ill because I was being pushed mentally. There were women riding who were completing the drills with ease and excelling where I had failed. There was the chance that I could fall, which even at a slow speed was very scary after hitting the ground so hard last weekend. The worst part was that skills I thought I was good at I had to accept that I needed to improve. At one point, we were practicing bunny-hopping over rubber chickens, which is hilarious because they squeak when you land on them, and I couldn’t even do that. I was falling apart!
Then we started a drill where three of us were loosely joined together and had to negotiate a course with several turns. I was paired with my long-time bestie and another skilled, experienced cyclist. The first time we went through the course, I took one turn too wide and lost the connection. My teammates encouraged me and gave me some helpful advice and we tried again. This time, my turn was smooth and I stayed next to them the entire time. Success!! At this point I started to realize that I was benefiting and improving from being pushed. I remembered the concept of deliberate practice put forth by Geoff Colvin in his book Talent is Overrated. (read my take on it at the link on the bottom)
I had been engaging in deliberate practice! It wasn’t fun and it was very taxing. I was mentally exhausted for the rest of the day, and we had another ride scheduled in the afternoon. Loosing the connection to my teammates was the immediate feedback so important to improving. Have the ladies gently correct and assist me were the teachers passing on knowledge and observing me in ways I can’t see myself. It hurt, but it was good for me.
The rest of the weekend continued to push me out of my zone. Which is another way of saying that I was learning. For the entire weekend, I was in my cycling zone of proximal development. Vygotsky, a familiar name in the education field, proposes that learning occurs in this zone, when attempting tasks that can only be accompanied with the help of an experienced teacher. This weekend showed me that I have plenty of room to grow and the support to get there. Thanks everyone.
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