Летний забег по центральным улицам Харлема - Grachtenloop 2017
Disclaimer: Automatically translated from Russian
Grachtenloop is one of the most popular races in our city. Held closer to the middle of summer. On Friday. In the evening. Distance - 5 km, 10 km and a children’s race. Registered since so far I have never taken part in it, plus I wanted to check the progress compared to the previous 10 km race January of this year.
The plan was simple - try to run at its current target pace at 3:45 min / km, which corresponds to a time of 37:30. The fallback is to improve the current PB at 38:03.
After the Tuesday training, he began to accumulate strength (although on it, I must say, we were greatly spared - many were preparing for this race). But that didn’t help much. On Friday, the child at school drew a day off, so I also had to take a vacation day, and we all went on fleet day to Den Helder. As I did not try to spend the day in the power safe mode, it didn’t work out: and the ships had to climb, and the girl should be carried around her neck, well, plus the road in one direction and a half hours. In short, by the beginning of the start at 20:00 I was already tired. Well, okay, at least there is no rain and the sun does not burn, we will break through.
One and a half kilometers from the house to the launch site in the city center. The route was approximately familiar, but did not have time to go over it in advance. Two circles of 5 km with many turns, narrow streets, pavers, in places very uneven.
At the start there are many friends. We start from the head of the train, that’s good. Unlike the winter race, I don’t take anything with me - neither water, nor even gel. In general, for the last couple of months I have been trying to do without fluids in all training, it seems to work out.
So, the shot, ran. Leaders immediately fly forward. I see Comrade Takayuki in front of me and try to hold on to him. In training, he usually goes into a 100 meter gap, so there is no need to catch up with goals and power, but keeping in sight would be nice. It runs quite normally - sometimes 3: 35 / km, in some areas it is slower than the target pace. A lot of turns, I try to carefully look under my feet so as not to stomp on the uneven pavers and not fly on the columns. Since we run to the tourist center of the city on Friday evening when all normal people… - quite a few viewers. Some stand along the streets, some support from the bars. Near one of them I notice a table on which a dozen three plastic glasses of beer are placed. Wow, I think that’s the water station. We run on. There are not much overtaking. On the tail, too, it seems, I’m not leading anyone, I hear this from the support of the audience, who shut up for a few seconds, after I run past, and then shout to the next. At the end of the first lap I overtake a teammate. At around 5 km, transfer with the coach of Niels from a past story - He is waiting for his main ward, Jim Rottweiler, who is due to win this race today.
The second circle. I’m starting to get tired. In direct areas I still see Taku. It remains to be patient very little. At the second watering place, I grab a glass of water again. Running first lap begins to come across, you have to loop a little. I’m trying to push it over the past one and a half kilometers. The last meters is 400. I recall the diagram of the track - the first lap we ran through the starting gate on one side of the channel, but the finish line, like, should be at the other gate on the other side of the channel. I run to the place of the fork, trying in advance to see the volunteers and understand where to turn. But something of the alleged passage is half blocked by a fence, I see those running to the far side of the channel, but where did Taka turn? I’m trying to hang out to the traffic controller, they say where to run, but he either moves the fence, or builds the audience, and does not respond to external stimuli. Pancake.I run through the turn, twisting my head on the sides, here the audience and the policeman shout from behind, they say, come back. I turn around, I’m running back. I run past the volunteer, he is all so sorry-soarri. Yes, no problem, just a couple of seconds lost. Then some dude goes around me because of my back at decent speed. I try to speed up and keep up (at that moment for some reason I thought that I was running tenth and it was a shame to skip someone ahead because of this lining). But the dude really ran fast, not catch up. Finish. Next, a colleague in the workshop finishes, whom I overtook at the fifth kilometer, and says - if you hadn’t sung at the last turn, then I would have run to the bridge myself, you will understand where you had to run.he’s all so sorry-soot. Yes, no problem, just a couple of seconds lost. Then some dude goes around me because of my back at decent speed. I try to speed up and keep up (at that moment for some reason I thought that I was running tenth and it was a shame to skip someone ahead because of this lining). But the dude really ran fast, not catch up. Finish. Next, a colleague in the workshop finishes, whom I overtook at the fifth kilometer, and says - if you hadn’t sung at the last turn, then I would have run to the bridge myself, you will understand where you had to run.he’s all so sorry-soot. Yes, no problem, just a couple of seconds lost. Then, because of my back at decent speed, some dude goes around me. I try to speed up and keep up ( at that moment for some reason I thought that I was running tenth and it was a shame to skip someone ahead because of this ) lining. But the dude really ran fast, not catch up. Finish. Next, a colleague in the workshop finishes, whom I overtook at the fifth kilometer, and says - if you hadn’t sung at the last turn, then I would have run to the bridge myself, you will understand where you had to run.Next, a colleague in the workshop finishes, whom I overtook at the fifth kilometer, and says - if you hadn’t sung at the last turn, then I would have run to the bridge myself, you will understand where you had to run.Next, a colleague in the workshop finishes, whom I overtook at the fifth kilometer, and says - if you hadn’t sung at the last turn, then I would have run to the bridge myself, you will understand where you had to run.
We stand, share our impressions of the track. Everyone agrees that it hurts to dofig turns, in a couple of sections the wind, and somehow unevenly, in shorter conditions for 40 seconds, it would be possible to run faster. Well, I don’t know, we’ll check it on July 29 at VTM-loop, there the track is more straightforward.
Taka shares his impressions - I’m running, he says, and dudes with beer from the bar yelling - come on, Chinese, push! Damn, this is how you need to get drunk so that the Chinese and the Japanese confuse > _ <
A photographer comes up, clicks and we all run home:
In general, a good race. The result is a little different than we would like, not even PB. But he didn’t lag much behind faster comrades - 38:28. The 14th of 1577 in total and the 14th of 992 male runners. Winning, as expected, Jim. Our old friend Johan from a past story this time he performed an important mission - he painted the winning girl.
Such is the story.
Video finish.