Do it normally - it will be normal. Marathon Frankfurt, October 29, 2017

Disclaimer: Automatically translated from Russian

It remains two weeks before the autumn marathon of this year, and I have not written anything about last year. So, briefly about the Frankfurt marathon.

Registered on him on the same day when he received a hatch on the Berlin marathon in the lottery. The preparation was rather crumpled. The Q2 DD plan was taken as the basis, but it did not turn on from the very beginning and did not follow very diligently - it did high-speed work on the track with KAV, but tried not to miss long ones in the book. All season I ran without gels and with a minimum of water, so as not to carry excess on myself during flights. The volumes were so-so:

Generally, honestly after the failed spring Amstelveen’a and Wings for life I didn’t really want to run. For a month and a half, when it was time to book a hotel, he even began to look at the options for canceling registration, but there were no options - you need to tune in and go.

Arrived on Saturday morning and went on an expo for a package.

I didn’t need to buy anything, but the armworms caught my eye and I decided to take them - it’s not clear what the weather will be like the next day. I took an adidas one with a big discount.

I walked around. I always admired the perseverance of people looking for and finding their names on such stands:

Frodeno saw:

Floriana Neusschwander. How low it is:

I walked around the finish zone. Atmospheric, of course, designed:

Presented as I will tomorrow crawl inrun into this gate:

There were also tables for pasta:

Through this gate we will run into the hall:

It is time to go to the hotel to relax and tune in. Bye, expo, see you tomorrow:

The hotel was somewhere outside the city, so it took some time to get there. I bought pre-marathon food in a grocery store - bananas, yogurts, rolls, pretzels.

Battle lining:

The next morning I called a taxi. The weather was cool and wet - it was raining at night and could probably have been dripping during the day. He arrived at the expo, performed all the necessary rituals, handed over things. Before I go to the start, I turn on the clock - the pulse meter does not start, those times. After several attempts, I decided to run away to hand him over to the wardrobe. Managed. We leave to be built.

Cool - the armworms came in handy. I notice next to some dude with the name Denis on the room - they exchanged a few words. He is a triathlete from Latvia and he has an autograph of Frodeno with him - plus 10 to luck.

Shot. We ran. At first, they looped a lot around the city, pretty closely, all the time he was afraid to step into some puddle. Then it got better. It turned out to keep the target pace around 4:06 min / km (the task was to run out of 2:59:05 at most). In general, everything went very smoothly, easily, calmly, without torment and other things. Of the food there were 4 gels - 8th, 16th, 25th kilometers. The fourth on the 30m did not exist - I was afraid that I would not keep :-) Peel at all points of nutrition, preferring isotonic. With me was a Solomon bottle of water for every fireman. In general, I have never moved one step, and indeed in general - I got the easiest marathon of the past. But, as usual, I did not see anything around me.

Finished. Time on the watch - 2:54:36 - normal:

Official result:

Satisfied:

Well, it’s time to go back. And then a complete pipets began. It seemed to me before that with navigation in public places in Germany it’s not very good (I am silent about public transport), but there was some kind of nightmare - he went after some people towards the exit, it turned out that they were not there, they began to wander. It would seem like a huge center in which a marathon is taking place right now, it’s stupid to somehow get lost, but no signs, no volunteers, eventually wandered into perfect farting, and then the cramps began, and the water ended. In short, an hour later, he just left this fucking hall and got into the first taxi to the airport. We arrived quickly, but as I began to get out of the car, both legs were reduced. Fell out, leaned on a crowd. I stand - wildly thirsty, but I can’t go - a miserable sight. So pathetic that two guys came up,the smokers nearby asked how are you. Norm, I say, I only dream to regain the ability to straighten. And preferably before I die of thirst. A couple of minutes later, one of them returned with a can of redbull and a bottle of water. Golden people!

He crawled into the airport, glanced briefly at the scoreboard - there is something on my flight, well, probably it’s just too early, I went to check in. Control.

I lost my watch on control. It’s strange - I definitely put it on a separate tray with a passport. When he gave the tray back, it was empty. Maybe, of course, he dropped them when he took an armful of clothes, but he probably would have noticed if they had fallen - it’s hard not to notice the falling watch - the people are not enough, there’s no hurry. Xz is shorter. Then when he analyzed the situation of suspicion fell on a man in front of a scanner - for a long time the box did not go out something - maybe he kept it there. I returned asked my aunt on the trays, then another asked me to scan my backpack, and she also checked the entire turnstile - she did not find it. She returned with her comrades she asked - no one knows. In any case, the old man stole. And this Spanish woman was with him, who scanned and checked the turnstile. He asked another man watching - he reduced me to another brigade - they brought nothing lost to them.

There was no time to deal with the clock anymore - there was definitely no my flight on the scoreboard. Checked the mail - it was canceled and cut me on a morning flight. Hello. I look - there is another flight to Amsterdam, departing in an hour and a half. I went to one rack, I say - put me on a plane, please, I’m tired and want to leave Germany. There are no places and sent to another rack to pat about the hotel. Still decided to try my luck with the plane - I went to another rack, and a miracle - I was given a temporary boarding pass - like if someone does not come - you will fly. Then she gave someone else the same ticket. An hour later, I was invited to land. The rest was not lucky - they were not planted - and they probably had to decide with the hotel and fly away in the morning. Although on the plane I counted at least 8 empty seats.

Upon arrival home, I googled about theft at Frankfurt Airport - a huge number of cases in this Terminal A. I wrote an application through a special form indicating the time, the location of the scanners, the description of the suspected persons. After a couple of weeks I received the parcel:

And it was very disappointing - my best marathon, PB is, but there is no track on Strava. Now - there is.

In general, after that I decided not to go abroad for marathons anymore - you still don’t see anything around you if you run to the result (otherwise why run at all?), and hemorrhoids with logistics are too much. But we will live.

Here are a couple more photos from the Marathon-Photos.com