Return to the most cozy 10-kilometer race of the Netherlands - Singelloop Utrecht 2022

Disclaimer: Automatically translated from Russian

Perhaps this will be the shortest competition report. Singelloop Utrecht 2022, distance 10 km.

Passing race. I already ran here in 2019 year and was not going to return. And the track is not the fastest for me, and there’s nothing special to look at when you run for the result. But the organizers of the Utrecht marathon, after its postponement for a year, offered all participants free slots for a dozen. I registered, thinking that if I didn’t run myself, I would give it to someone. But in the end I decided to go and run away.

The form on the eve of the start was so-so. I have already made my main start of the year (Lauwersmeer swimrun) and trained asa as:

Therefore, I went without any expectations and goals. The day before the start, the street was nobly blown, and they promised about the same wind the next day, plus the temperature around + 17. Which is very hot for October. And not for October either.

He was getting by car. Parked at a multi-story parking lot a kilometer from the launch site. I went to register. On the road, I almost broke my legs, everything is again dug up, some road works right in the finish zone:

Somehow not very similar to gezelligste run.

I’m going to take things:

He changed his clothes and began to warm up. It started to rain. Having run a little and defended the queue in the toilet (here, too, something was cheated this time), he went to the cluster. I’m coming up, but they’re not letting me in. They say there are too many people, so wait here - as everyone escapes from here - you will come. Well hello.

Shot. People come into motion, launch into the cluster, run. From the first meters, looping begins. And the road is so-so - then rails, then barrage structures, then people in large headphones and with water supplies for a week. In short, rushing back and forth, the pulse immediately to the ceiling.

On the third kilometer from the outside I hear the sound of the wrong ambulance, or the police. Behind the stream of runners on a moped, a woman from the organizers tries to break through with the clear intention of blocking the road to let the car pass. I manage to run almost the last, after which the runners are slowed down.

Running more or less freely became only after the sixth kilometer. But by this time I was already used to breathing like a steam locomotive and decided to continue in the same suffering mode:

There was nothing to accelerate in the last kilometers. Only at the last hundred meters there was a force to accelerate to a pace of 2:55 min / km so as not to miss too many people in front of the gate:

I finish, I get a medal, a liquid, some cookie ( lost it then somewhere ). I change clothes and move towards the car.

People continue to flee. Beauty:

Although okay. It is a normal race. And pretty beautiful. The main thing is to keep looking around and focus on the pleasant:

The result, as expected, turned out to be very true for itself:

• 38:04 ( my 9th best result, last time there was 36:33)
• average rate 3:48 min / km, first half 3:45 min / km, second 3:52 min / km )
• of all - 158th of 5969
• among men - 151st of 3939 (lost 7 women forward!)
• in category M40 - 20 of 480
• protocols
• Strava

It’s not shameful, but there’s nothing to be proud of, more than a minute and a half to the personal record.

Then he looked at the pulse graph and was horrified - all the way 177+ BPM:

He suffered nobly. But no need to order photos.

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