Showing posts with label Mind of a Rower. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Mind of a Rower. Show all posts

Apr 30, 2012

Why did I win the Olympic gold medal in the single scull.



Why did I win?

I weighed more than Lange and Porter and certainly the rest of the field.
I was the shortest of the medalists.
I was not the strongest on the erg.

It happened because:

Enormous amount of training, without overtraining.
Simple and effective use of the body coupled with a timely catch and a clean square exit of the blade.
Xeno Muller, Olympic gold and silver medalist, indoor rowing, rowing technique.

Mar 2, 2012

When you are an underdog and you start winning.

In 1989, I rowed the single scull for Switzerland at the junior world championship in Szeged Hungary. I knew very little about crew in the United States. I caught myself watching the US junior coxswain give orders to his crew when they got ready to go on the water, setting the boat down, and as they began the pick drill. I loved watching and listening to the commands the coxswain was giving. On the last day of competition I took the shuttle bus back and ended up sitting on row behind

Feb 29, 2012

When rage drives you to Olympic Gold

En route to 6:44.85 current Olympic record and Atlanta Gold.
It is a few years back, the year after my father's untimely passing.  I did not win the national selection regatta in the single scull, I came in second behind Ueli Bodenman.  For the first time in my international rowing career, I had to compromise on how I was going to compete at the world championship

The year was 1993.  As a collegiate rower we had an amazing season racing our Brown varsity 8.  We completed a two year undefeated run, including winning the Ladies Plate at the Henley Royal Regatta.  But unlike the Olympic year before, I was not able to bring sculling and rowing the eight under one roof.

After 6 weeks of intensive training in the double scull, soul searching, and questioning my existence as a rower, we finished the world championships in 8th place.  I was not happy.  A few hours after our final, I stood at the base of the grandstand, approximately 150 meters from the finish line, and waiting for the final of the men's single scull to come through.  There I stood, with a storm of mixed emotions ripping through my chest.  My throat started knotting up.  I thought of my father.  I thought of my great Olympic run the year before.  I remember doing a 1000 knee bends in the forest as a junior.  I was meant to be racing my single scull, right there on the race course which I was observing as a SPECTATOR.  How could I have let this happen?  From a state of mixed emotions, one emotion started rising like a tidal wave... RAGE.

Suddenly, my rage changed into a weird sense of helpless observer, who had a hard time believing that his idol, the German Terminator, was being beaten.  Porter, Lange, and Chalupa entered their final 750 meters and were in a dogfight for gold.  Chalupa had the lead and lost it to Porter.  To my complete astonishment, my childhood hero, Thomas Lange, did not win.  Victory went to Derek Porter a tall lean Canadian.  He was the one capable of beating Thomas Lange.
Here is the link to the 1993 final.
Left to right, Vaclav Chalupa, Derek Porter, Thomas Lange, the next day I met Derek.

The next day, I watched the rest of the finals.  As I made my way to the shuttle, I felt a huge relief. Finally, I was taken away from a place that brought so much grief and anger to me.  Little did I know that a new personal chapter in Olympic determination was about to begin.

Steps before boarding the bus, I spotted Derek Porter, who still wore his gold medal around his neck.  I was excited to congratulate him, because he helped solve the problem of how to beat an idol, even if it was my idol.  I stretched out my hand and said: "Derek, congratulations for winning, and you beat Thomas Lange.  Finally, someone could beat him, and you are the one who did it, it was incredible."  When I said those words, I wore my heart on my sleeve.  "Yeah, thanks," was his response and kept on walking.   I felt rejected.  By instinct, I turned into a first impression character judge, which is truly unfair to Derek.  The vibe I picked up from how he responded, fueled my passion for competition and my view of Derek immediately became subjective and thus I felt that he had an air of superiority that to me spelled out: I am superior to you and anyone else for that matter.

My view of his passive response to my "groupie-ish" behavior hurt me deep down.  Without knowing it, Porter, arguably, committed the greatest mistake in his single sculling career.  As the saying goes, "don't look down to people who look up to you." That day, I was the one looking up to him.  It was that moment in my life, as a single sculler, that the final gold medal ingredient found its way into my racer-brain which galvanized my Olympic determination.  I took a deep breath, balled my fists as hard as I could.  I felt my entire body tightening up as if I was going to be shot at with a canon ball.  Aggressive energy started to flow through my veins and just like that the rage of the day before became RAGE of victory.

As soon as I returned to Brown, I started training on my own.  I did thousands of bench rows, squats, lat pull downs, horizontal rows, miles on the erg and water.  Not one day would go by without me thinking at least twice about that fateful encounter.  Not one day would go by without me thinking of my father who did not live to see the day I would win gold.  My Olympic goal was set straight in front of me, like a sight on a target.  I was on board of an unstoppable freight train, bound to smash a record on Lake Lanier.

At the world championship in 1994 and 1995, I denied Porter entry to the final. At the 1996 Olympics I overtook him in the last 250 meters to win gold and set the current Olympic record.  In 1998, I won silver and I don't remember where he ended up.  In 1999, I won another silver, he got bronze.  In 2000, I was dying in the last 500 meters, but it was over my dead body that  Porter was going to beat me.  I won silver and he came in fourth.

Since, I have mellowed out a lot, and for the sake of my wife and four children, I am very happy about it.

From left to right, Derek Porter, Xeno Müller, Thomas Lange 1996 Olympics
(Derek, if you read this, in no way do I want to portray you as someone you are not.  At the time, I had a lot of personal challenges I had to meet, and the circumstance of our encounter was so unplanned.  I am certain that you are a great person.)

 Join one of the fastest growing communities of indoor rowers at www.row2go.com and become the fastest rower at www.xenorowingcoach.com
Xeno Muller won an Olympic Gold in Atlanta and an Olympic Silver in Sydney, and is the current Olympic Record holder in the 2000m Single Scull. 


Link to the Olympic final of 1996 
Xeno Muller, Olympic gold and silver medalist, indoor rowing, rowing technique.

Feb 17, 2012

If rowing is your sport, this book is a must read, Olympic Obsession :-)

 I am currently reading this book. It is fantastic and TIMELESS. The second chapter is about my own Olympic coach, Harry Mahon. With the KINDLE app anyone with a smart phone can read this book anywhere, it is so cool. Perfect to read as we get ready for the 2012 Olympics.
Xeno Muller, Olympic gold and silver medalist, indoor rowing, rowing technique.

Jan 29, 2012

Lange Training Film 2 XOlympic gold medalist and bronze medalist


I found a gem of technical analysis. Thomas Lange was my idol, although the goal was not to row like him, his toughness is what I wanted to emulate. Great athlete he is.
Xeno Muller
Xeno Muller, Olympic gold and silver medalist, indoor rowing, rowing technique.
Showing posts with label Mind of a Rower. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Mind of a Rower. Show all posts

Apr 30, 2012

Why did I win the Olympic gold medal in the single scull.



Why did I win?

I weighed more than Lange and Porter and certainly the rest of the field.
I was the shortest of the medalists.
I was not the strongest on the erg.

It happened because:

Enormous amount of training, without overtraining.
Simple and effective use of the body coupled with a timely catch and a clean square exit of the blade.
Xeno Muller, Olympic gold and silver medalist, indoor rowing, rowing technique.

Mar 2, 2012

When you are an underdog and you start winning.

In 1989, I rowed the single scull for Switzerland at the junior world championship in Szeged Hungary. I knew very little about crew in the United States. I caught myself watching the US junior coxswain give orders to his crew when they got ready to go on the water, setting the boat down, and as they began the pick drill. I loved watching and listening to the commands the coxswain was giving. On the last day of competition I took the shuttle bus back and ended up sitting on row behind

Feb 29, 2012

When rage drives you to Olympic Gold

En route to 6:44.85 current Olympic record and Atlanta Gold.
It is a few years back, the year after my father's untimely passing.  I did not win the national selection regatta in the single scull, I came in second behind Ueli Bodenman.  For the first time in my international rowing career, I had to compromise on how I was going to compete at the world championship

The year was 1993.  As a collegiate rower we had an amazing season racing our Brown varsity 8.  We completed a two year undefeated run, including winning the Ladies Plate at the Henley Royal Regatta.  But unlike the Olympic year before, I was not able to bring sculling and rowing the eight under one roof.

After 6 weeks of intensive training in the double scull, soul searching, and questioning my existence as a rower, we finished the world championships in 8th place.  I was not happy.  A few hours after our final, I stood at the base of the grandstand, approximately 150 meters from the finish line, and waiting for the final of the men's single scull to come through.  There I stood, with a storm of mixed emotions ripping through my chest.  My throat started knotting up.  I thought of my father.  I thought of my great Olympic run the year before.  I remember doing a 1000 knee bends in the forest as a junior.  I was meant to be racing my single scull, right there on the race course which I was observing as a SPECTATOR.  How could I have let this happen?  From a state of mixed emotions, one emotion started rising like a tidal wave... RAGE.

Suddenly, my rage changed into a weird sense of helpless observer, who had a hard time believing that his idol, the German Terminator, was being beaten.  Porter, Lange, and Chalupa entered their final 750 meters and were in a dogfight for gold.  Chalupa had the lead and lost it to Porter.  To my complete astonishment, my childhood hero, Thomas Lange, did not win.  Victory went to Derek Porter a tall lean Canadian.  He was the one capable of beating Thomas Lange.
Here is the link to the 1993 final.
Left to right, Vaclav Chalupa, Derek Porter, Thomas Lange, the next day I met Derek.

The next day, I watched the rest of the finals.  As I made my way to the shuttle, I felt a huge relief. Finally, I was taken away from a place that brought so much grief and anger to me.  Little did I know that a new personal chapter in Olympic determination was about to begin.

Steps before boarding the bus, I spotted Derek Porter, who still wore his gold medal around his neck.  I was excited to congratulate him, because he helped solve the problem of how to beat an idol, even if it was my idol.  I stretched out my hand and said: "Derek, congratulations for winning, and you beat Thomas Lange.  Finally, someone could beat him, and you are the one who did it, it was incredible."  When I said those words, I wore my heart on my sleeve.  "Yeah, thanks," was his response and kept on walking.   I felt rejected.  By instinct, I turned into a first impression character judge, which is truly unfair to Derek.  The vibe I picked up from how he responded, fueled my passion for competition and my view of Derek immediately became subjective and thus I felt that he had an air of superiority that to me spelled out: I am superior to you and anyone else for that matter.

My view of his passive response to my "groupie-ish" behavior hurt me deep down.  Without knowing it, Porter, arguably, committed the greatest mistake in his single sculling career.  As the saying goes, "don't look down to people who look up to you." That day, I was the one looking up to him.  It was that moment in my life, as a single sculler, that the final gold medal ingredient found its way into my racer-brain which galvanized my Olympic determination.  I took a deep breath, balled my fists as hard as I could.  I felt my entire body tightening up as if I was going to be shot at with a canon ball.  Aggressive energy started to flow through my veins and just like that the rage of the day before became RAGE of victory.

As soon as I returned to Brown, I started training on my own.  I did thousands of bench rows, squats, lat pull downs, horizontal rows, miles on the erg and water.  Not one day would go by without me thinking at least twice about that fateful encounter.  Not one day would go by without me thinking of my father who did not live to see the day I would win gold.  My Olympic goal was set straight in front of me, like a sight on a target.  I was on board of an unstoppable freight train, bound to smash a record on Lake Lanier.

At the world championship in 1994 and 1995, I denied Porter entry to the final. At the 1996 Olympics I overtook him in the last 250 meters to win gold and set the current Olympic record.  In 1998, I won silver and I don't remember where he ended up.  In 1999, I won another silver, he got bronze.  In 2000, I was dying in the last 500 meters, but it was over my dead body that  Porter was going to beat me.  I won silver and he came in fourth.

Since, I have mellowed out a lot, and for the sake of my wife and four children, I am very happy about it.

From left to right, Derek Porter, Xeno Müller, Thomas Lange 1996 Olympics
(Derek, if you read this, in no way do I want to portray you as someone you are not.  At the time, I had a lot of personal challenges I had to meet, and the circumstance of our encounter was so unplanned.  I am certain that you are a great person.)

 Join one of the fastest growing communities of indoor rowers at www.row2go.com and become the fastest rower at www.xenorowingcoach.com
Xeno Muller won an Olympic Gold in Atlanta and an Olympic Silver in Sydney, and is the current Olympic Record holder in the 2000m Single Scull. 


Link to the Olympic final of 1996 
Xeno Muller, Olympic gold and silver medalist, indoor rowing, rowing technique.

Feb 17, 2012

If rowing is your sport, this book is a must read, Olympic Obsession :-)

 I am currently reading this book. It is fantastic and TIMELESS. The second chapter is about my own Olympic coach, Harry Mahon. With the KINDLE app anyone with a smart phone can read this book anywhere, it is so cool. Perfect to read as we get ready for the 2012 Olympics.
Xeno Muller, Olympic gold and silver medalist, indoor rowing, rowing technique.

Jan 29, 2012

Lange Training Film 2 XOlympic gold medalist and bronze medalist


I found a gem of technical analysis. Thomas Lange was my idol, although the goal was not to row like him, his toughness is what I wanted to emulate. Great athlete he is.
Xeno Muller
Xeno Muller, Olympic gold and silver medalist, indoor rowing, rowing technique.