Race on the Formula 1 track - Zandvoort Circuit Run 2015
Disclaimer: Automatically translated from Russian
The weather on the start day was promised a bad one: + 8, cloudy, rain from 11 o’clock and a strong wind. Given that a lot of people were expected, they decided to get by train. The children’s start began at 10:45, an adult at 12 km at 13:00.
At Zandvoort Station, everyone was greeted by NS support booths, where two guys greeted everyone with screams at the loud speakers, and the girls handed out plastic wraps from the rain, umbrellas, flags and showed where to go.
The event was held on a race track one and a half kilometers from the station. The main street along the route to the track was decorated with the flags of the organizers, residents of the upper floors of the houses warmed up the equipment, preparing to provide massive support to the runners, welcome posters hung on some houses, and one owner of the house hung on the terrace a whole collection of his cross-country trophies - medals that cheerfully raked in the wind.
Volunteers and traffic controllers stood on the way, music was playing, and many, many people were gathering to the scene (in total, 13,014 participants were registered - a children’s race of 900 meters, 5 km and 12 km). Here and there stood racing cars porshe, ferrari, aston martin, etc.. We immediately went to the start place. The participants (children) were divided into groups by the age and color of the starting number, and each group had their own box - a garage in which cars were served during the races.
They picked up the number and left the box on the other side. There, several adults warmed up the children - they jumped on stage, the guys also rode and shook their legs and arms, looking at them. It was fun.
About fifteen minutes later, a crowd of guys moved to the starting gate. There was already a car that started ahead, the presenter shouted into the microphone, the second man loaded the starting gun. Among the guys were several people with disabilities who were supposed to run, relying on special gurneys.
After 5 minutes of waiting, a shot rang, the engine of the car roared and the children started. At first I did not plan to run, but some parents ran, well, I ran. Ten meters later, my phone flew out of my pocket, which I had not previously buttoned, and landed heavily on the asphalt.
The child fled in the right direction, but turning around and wagging in zigzags along the road. A couple of children stumbled and fell on the track, but in the end everyone seemed to have run.
At the finish line, everyone was given water and given a medal. The promised rain began. Running 5 km began to get down to the boxes, and we went towards the station - the family went home, and I had to wait a couple of hours before the start of my start.
Until 13:00, the rain, as planned, did not stop. After spending the family, I returned to the track and went to wait in the organizational tent, where the bulk of the people hung out, and where the booths of sponsorship stores were installed, they sold food and there was some kind of scene. I grabbed the number, shoved all the property in my pockets so as not to be prayed (I decided not to take the bag and not to deposit things).
At 12:30 he left the waiting room and went looking for his starting box. Some of them housed participants from various organizations (KFC, Runners World and so on). The rest were divided by room range. I found mine, went in and began to warm up. Gradually, the room began to fill with people. Some of them went outside to run and warm up, but somehow I did not want to wet.
A decent part of the people was in shorts, and again I began to think that I dressed too warmly. At 13:10 they were allowed to leave boxing to the start. The people in our cluster were decent:
They waited a bit while the previous group would move a kilometer away, shot, and ran.
I started normally, calmly. Five hundred meters later I looked at the pulse - high, I feel that it is hot. He ran in his pants, a thick long-hand t-shirt, a thin windbreaker and crowned it all with a raind hat. After a kilometer, the clothes, of course, got wet and heavier. He looked with envy at those running in shorts and windshields on top of t-shirts. I won’t adapt in any way - I’m afraid to freeze all the time, and then I had to run about two kilometers along the beach in a strong wind. He took off his hat, unzipped, it became easier.
Five kilometers later, when they ran along the entire race track and ran to the beach, entered a more or less normal mode - 4.25 min / km with a pulse of 170. The beach and the headwind began (the girl shows that the wind really is, but I just hit the frame):
The lane suitable for running was rather narrow, so I had to spin a little to overtake. Reduced the pulse to 168 to save strength. The pace fell to 4:50 min / km. Two kilometers later, the beach piece ended with a small loose area and a lift. After the rise, it was possible to recover only meters through seven hundred, and, knowing that there were about four kilometers of flat city ahead, he decided that it was possible to start accelerating, there were forces. This, in fact, I did the remaining kilometers. The average pulse at this stage was around 167, and the rate was 4:20.
It was interesting to run through the city: despite the rain, quite a few people went out to support the runners, some stood and waved through the windows. I managed to fuck off a couple of children. Two orchestras hit the road, several people handed out bananas / oranges sitting in bars waved their glasses with beer, there were even two water areas with AA and water. Just like a mini marathon. Finished bauder, received a medal and ran on the train along the same street along which the other participants ran. One even shouted, saying where you were running, you need to go the other way, but I showed him the medal, they shot back already.
Results: This time, the plan was more or less able to follow: do not drive from the start, the first eight kilometers hold the pulse about 168, the next two kilometers are not higher than 170, and the last two can be higher than 170. Therefore, closer to the finish line, it turned out to accelerate and finish briskly. If dressed normally, the result would be even better. And so generally satisfied - finished 146th of 5322.
